It's been almost 3 months since I adopted sweet, little Goldie, and I'm happy to report she's doing well. Initially she was afraid of Don, which concerned me, but I think it was because his new job was stressing him out, making him somewhat volatile and unpredictable. To be honest,…Read more Pupdate: Goldie’s Progress, Newsletters and more…
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”
Since I got home from the hospital a few weeks ago, all my time and energy has been focused on Henry and his needs. His spine and mobility problems, which came on quite suddenly right before I went into the hospital, increased his need to pee and destroyed his ability to control some bodily functions,…Read more Good-bye to good friends
When I woke up last Wednesday, I felt a little queasy, which is not unusual for me. But after 15 minutes, the queasiness escalated, and by the time I fed the dogs, there was a burning fluid rushing from my stomach to my throat. I couldn't hold it in. It splattered out of my mouth and…Read more Good-bye 2017!
It may seem odd that I'm writing about my holiday "blues" this late in the game, but for me, Christmas day is the darkest. It brings inexplicable depression and despair, so I call it D-Day. All the hoopla in the weeks preceding Christmas doesn't bother me at all. In fact, that's when I have fun getting my holiday…Read more Distractions from Depression During the Holidays – Do They Work?