From the moment I opened my eyes as a newborn, I’ve had a loving family.  This family, while a mix of dogs, humans, and a cat, was no doubt the best I could have asked God to bless upon me. My mom and dad brought me home from the hospital, and I almost instantly was introduced to the rest of my family, my fur family. In the basement of our old, dingy brick house with carpet that could have passed for concrete, my parents brought my new best friends over one by one.              The first dog, a lab named Wally, was big, black, and wagging his tail so hard, his whole…