My name is Mary, and my life smells a bit like hay, dog fur, and hope. If you were looking for me in a crowd, you'd probably spot me by the paw prints on my jeans (yes, it's my permanent accessory) or the treat pouch in my pocket, ready for any random tail I might meet. My everyday soundtrack isn't office silence, but a whole chorus of sounds: from purring and happy squeaks to the nervous chirps of a rescued bird. I'm a veterinary rehabilitator (or in simpler terms, a "Dr. Dolittle for the lost causes"). My job and my greatest passion is helping those who've been abandoned or hurt, giving them a chance to trust again and find a new home.