A year ago I adopted my first puppy. My mom and sister picked her up from the street when she was barely six months old. We noticed she was splotched with schmutz and underweight. No tag or microchip. I have been wanting a dog of my own for a while, so I volunteered to be her mom. Her name is Ginger and she is my goofy goober. It's been a bit of a rollercoaster getting to know her and raising her, but I wouldn't trade her for the world.