People often ask me how I got involved in dog rescue.  The story will probably surprise you.  It was not something well planned, not something that I grew up wanting to do.  It was something that I fell into because I was a lonely living in DC.  I wanted a friend — even if that friend had four legs instead if two. 

I found Sparky after a lot of random googling.  His photo showed him trotting along with a pink ball in his mouth.  His bio said he loved playing fetch and soccer with his family.  It was love at first sight (at least for me).