ZOE W.

I’m a bit of a wild child. I chose my parents well because they are the only people I know with the love, patience and resources to care for someone as special as me. I am very, very smart, and so I suffer anxiety and all kinds of allergies from thinking too much. The Vet is one of my best friends, if by “best friend” you mean a human I see all of the time. I enjoy being an only child and I have a heart of gold, and even now, at an age where I could be wearing a purple hat (ahem), I still have a lot of energy. The border collie in me makes me do things my parents don’t approve of—like herding skunks (wow, do they smell good)—but I know my humans adore me and are very proud of me because they are always telling stories about me and laughing.

I’ve only been to the office a couple of times—I can’t remember if I had to go see my best friend the Vet afterwards, but Stan seemed to have a rough time. It’s not the best place for a girl like me, so I usually wait at home for Stan.