My American bulldog Thor flew into Boston from Alabama as my dad, our friend Carrie, and I picked up our beautiful American bulldog at the airport. As beautiful as he was as a puppy, he grew up to be absolutely gorgeous as an adult American bulldog. Dad, Thor, and I went on ventures in the woods, along cliffs, walks along the ocean, as well as traveling to other geographic locations. Thor's bravery as a puppy only progressed as he grew older into his adult life in which we walked many mountainous paths that not many dogs could handle with me as Thor's handler. It is a positive-energy story with wonderful moments shared with me and Thor as well as others that symbolize how Thor was the primary factor in my personal growth in life, especially in dealing with a mental illness. This story, however, does ignite a variety of emotions, so I will say no more.