“I was living in Los Angeles and bought a beautiful old gem of a house that had a doggy door leading to a backyard.
As soon as I saw the doggy door I started thinking it was time to get a dog.
Before I could act on it, a stray cat had a litter of eight kittens in my backyard.
I called the local rescue shelter and they told me people don’t adopt feral kittens, so I should trap them, get them neutered and re-release them into the neighborhood.
As a result, I was going to the shelter once a week, and looking at dogs up for adoption.”