Letter from the Publisher: Mom guilt made me do it…

I didn’t grow up with any pets in the house. Not until I was in my mid-teens did we have any sort of animal in the house. That’s assuming my wild kid brother didn’t count. That changed one day when my mother decided to say yes to a small poodle when I found an ad for puppies in the newspaper. Poodles, being hypoallergenic pets, were suddenly acceptable. I was thrilled when we pi...