It’s a common conversation between parents, bragging about their children or grandchildren for all of their accomplishments and accolades.

Yet it’s almost just as common for pet owners of furry creatures to brag about their pets.

When my coworker Taylor decided to spontaneously adopt the massive beast he calls a cat, he gushed about his new-found best friend in a staff column.

Now, it’s my turn.

For those who haven’t heard the news—disseminated by dog howling at all hours of the night—I adopted a precious furry beast of my own, Maya.

As a child, my family always had a series of loyal dogs. These highly intelligent animals have even higher aspirations of what and when they should be fed.

After moving to Mississippi, I found myself at a greater distance from family than I have been for many years. So, it was time to start a little family of my own.

During one fateful weekend about two months ago, I went to the local animal shelter and fell in love.

Maya came home with me that day as a rambunctious two-year-old German shepherd mutt and has been my loyal walking buddy ever since.

Like any pet owner, I fawn over her wellbeing probably more than I do my own.

She’s spoiled with treats and toys and time outside chasing the squirrels.

Pets provide us with an undeniable level of comfort; they give us something to look forward to when coming home from a long day of work.

Though some pets require more work and training than others, and a whole lot more patience, adopting a pet is more than worthwhile.

The local animal shelter in Picayune is overflowing with lovable dogs and cats that need good forever homes.

I was extremely lucky to find Maya, and you could be just as lucky when you take home your new best friend.