A Message from Winn

Hi, I’m Winn. I’m a black lab, and I run this household, so allow me to explain how my humans ended up here.

I came first. I started out as a breeding dog in Oklahoma, and once I’d “aged out,” nobody wanted me… until Sathvik showed up, rescued me, and gave me a whole new life in the Marina. I thanked him by becoming relentlessly snuggly, boycotting most walks (the beach is the exception. I’m a coastal girl, like my mom), and making it clear I prefer humans to other dogs.

Then Sathvik met Zoe the old-fashioned way — on an app. She fell for his voice note (handsome voice, plus a whole speech about integrity), he fell for her tablescaping skills, and they went off to walk the Presidio and have dinner at a little Mexican spot nearby.

I’ll be honest: when this woman started claiming my couch and my dad’s attention, I staged a protest. But then Zoe whisked me off to her place to walk me and look after me, and just like that, she became my person. The point is, I picked her too.

The downside of two humans in love: they now gallivant around the globe together, which means I get shipped off to daycare, or to one set of grandparents or the other. I accept this arrangement only because it includes regular stays at Alpha Dog, essentially spring break for dogs, a party establishment I frankly deserve.

Now we all live together, these two are getting married, and I’ve signed off on the whole thing.