On Sunday afternoon Goldie and I were taking our usual walk on the campus of Occidental College, enjoying the warm, sunny weather, when she stopped to poop. She assumed her normal crouch position then suddenly started screaming with an intensity I’d never heard from her before. At first, I thought one of her dew claws…Read more Rough Times for My Dog Goldie
Hello Everyone! Before I even get started, I want to thank those kind folks who have already responded to my begging. Woo hoo! Thank you! Goldie thanks you, I thank you and Adopt Me Rescue thanks you!! As you know, Goldie and I will be walking with Adopt Me Rescue in Strut Your…Read more Strut Your Mutt – Saving Dogs
The Gold(ie) Standard My husband and I have been lucky with the stray and rescue dogs who have joined our pack in the past 20+ years. They all came with their own personal mystery baggage, which manifested as behavior problems, but none were so awful that we had to un-adopt or relinquish them. In…Read more The Gold(ie) Standard
I thought I was doing a good job of processing my grief after losing my friend and service dog. Henry, who passed away on Easter Sunday. I was wrong. By adopting Teddy, the Chihuahua/Sharpei/Cocker/Cattle Dog/Shep mix less than 3 weeks after Henry died, I only postponed the necessary grieving. Teddy came bounding into our…Read more My Failed Attempt at Dodging Grief
When we lost Henry, I knew I couldn't replace him, but I really missed having a little buddy by my side. If I did get another pup he would be small like Henry, because that's what I was accustomed to, and it was more practical. But the universe had something else in store for me.…Read more Our New Family Member: Teddy the “Sharpusky”
MOTHER'S DAY - because I have the best mom in the world. GRADUATION DAY - They finally did it! Yes, I've gone Sloth-silly, but it happened by accident when a friend encouraged me to put some of my seasonal ornaments on Etsy. Last year I randomly chose the sloth as my subject without realizing…Read more A Smiling Sloth Says it All!
My heart is breaking. On Saturday morning when Henry woke up and tried to walk to Don and me, to give us his usual morning smooches, his movement was uneven and jerky. He favored his front right leg as he hobbled to me. After licking my hands and letting me scratch his head, he…Read more Henry