I’ve had a passion for dogs since the day I said my first word, “dog”. When I was four, my pretend friends were dogs who lived under the dining room table.  I asked my fourth grade Catholic school teacher - if God made dogs so innocent, why aren’t they allowed in heaven.  I asked my seventh grade Spanish teacher  - if there was a masculine and feminine pronoun, then why on earth wasn’t there one for neutered dogs.  My ninth grade career notebook was about being a guide dog instructor.  And although I was never an instructor I did serve as executive director of Los Angeles’ Guide Dogs of America, and after that CEO of the California State Board of Guide Dogs for the Blind, a consumer affairs board that regulates guide dog schools. My PHD dissertation in linguistics was about the way breed standards cause unintended changes in purebred dogs. I’ve consulted with museums, collected moose bones and wolf poop, and put radio collars on coyotes then followed them around to see what they do all day.  I’ve hung out with African Wild Dogs in South Africa (well at least the biologists who study them) and I worked on the Yellowstone wolf re-introductory project. In 2003 my sister and I wrote a gift book about dogs in 19th century America. During the last 15 years, I’ve given dog lectures at wildlife museums and zoos, breed club meetings and libraries. Today I write about dogs.  My articles appear regularly in popular publications.  I consider myself very lucky to have made my passion a career.

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