I haven't known Nova her whole life; we met when she was 2. She was living outdoors on a chain. I was house-sitting for her owner, my friend, whose landlord would not let her have her dogs in the house. Nova, when I fed her, would climb into my lap and stare up at me with her light brown eyes. It was... well, love at first sight. I asked my friend if I could have her; she said she would have to think about it. Later, she invited me over; she wanted to see Nova and I together. When Nova climbed in to my lap, and looked up at me with love in her eyes, my friend agreed to let Nova go home with me. She has some trauma, and hates being left outside, so she is my house dog.