My sister’s boyfriend has two rescue dogs, Avery and Byfuglien. They are, without a doubt, two of the biggest overgrown puppies you’ll ever meet. Both were abandoned by their owners, and it breaks my heart to think about that, because they’re so loving, and so friendly, and all they want to do is lay on you or nuzzle you or lick your face off. They have tons of energy, so they love running and jumping and bounding around, and the chances I have to go over to their apartment and see them, I always look forward to taking. That said, I’m also glad they were abandoned, because it means that my sister and her boyfriend have them now, and they’re in a much better home with much more loving people, and it’s a win-win for everyone.