Just like my parents and the absurdly large family I belong to, I was born to the unique, tight-knit neighborhoods of Southie. When I was still very young, my parents opted to pull my sister and I off of the city streets and move our new family to Weymouth. We ended up on a quiet street cut into Great Esker, the second largest Esker in the world, in which I had miles of woods, salt marshes, river, and hills to cause trouble and find out the hard way that I'm not invincible. Over the years of exploring the woods and all it had to offer, I developed a profound respect for animal life of any form. After graduating high school, I chose to hold off college for the time being to pursue other endeavors working with animals. I worked for an entire year at the New England Aquarium in the dive department, interracting directly with hundreds of tropical fish and mammals within the Giant Ocean Tank (as well as the occassional stint in the penguin tray when they were under-staffed). My love for dogs came later though, when I began working with strays at the local dog shelter. I realized just how personable dogs could be, and sought to find a career in which I got to work with them. Two years later, I've found myself happily hoofing it around town with whatever canine character Boston has to offer. Aside from walking dogs, I'm compulsively obsessed with martial arts, literature, and all foods obnoxiously spicy.