My love for animals started just after I was able to talk. My parents have reminded me that my first words were “dodie” for dog and “duck” for duck. I classified any animal with four legs a “dodie” and any animal with two legs a “duck.” As I grew older, my affection for animals became more prevalent as I began to show no interest in dolls, but an admiration of stuf

fed animals and any activity that could put me in contact with animals. I would bring in dogs from all over the neighborhood and return them to their owners. One dog however impacted my life forever. Near the end of elementary school, we had neighbors that did not take care of their dog. So I took the liberty of feeding and bathing him, even thought my parents did not approve of it. One day as I was outside, I watched Pebbles, the dog, come running towards my house. Just as he stepped into the street a speeding car came around the corner, hit him, and did not stop. Pebbles made the worst sound ever imaginable by human ears. I sprinted over to his lifeless body but had nothing to do, I could not help him. Since then my heart and goals have been focused on saving animals from potential death and/or pain.

Schooling to become a veterinarian seems to take more and more time due to the advancements in technology. The science world is an ever changing field with new progressions every year. With the technology today and equipment such as carbon dioxide and diode-laser systems, it

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