My father posted this picture on FaceBook and titled it “The Babysitter.” It’s of our GSD, Beelzebub, and my older brother, E, when he was just a baby. I remember hearing, when I was quite young, a story about how E, when he was a little older than this, used …
The first time we took June to the dog park, we went to our usual giant, no gates place. We’d only had her a few weeks, but we weren’t worried about her running away because the one time she had gotten out of the house, she had come back when …
When we would take Moree and to the dog park, his goal was never to socialize, not with people or other dogs, or even play fetch. He simply wanted to run. That was the entire purpose. He wanted to run, and better yet, to run with Smokey at his side. …
Smokey has always been my eager to please dog. If someone in the house is in trouble, he’s certain its him, and he will come to make amends. If someone is being called, he’s certain he needs to be there as well. Most of the time, this isn’t a problem, …
Moree was not an escape artist. I’ve watched dogs climb the corner of chain link fences to get out, and that was not Moree. But he was an escape opportunist- meaning whenever the opportunity presented itself, off he would go. And he knew when he had escaped versus when we …
This is not my house. At my house, the cat wouldn’t want to sleep under the tree. I won’t even put presents under it. (This is my father’s house, and his adorable Tazzie cat taking a nap.)You see, here in the PNW, it is wet in the winter and my …
Smokey hates getting his nails trimmed- HATES it. It is the worst punishment we could ever inflict on him, and he has no idea what he has done to deserve it. He has always been like this, from when we got him from the shelter. He gets nervous if you …
When I was in the 6th grade, our outdoor cat, Sassy, had kittens. It took Sassy a little while to decide where she wanted to raise her kittens, but she eventually settled on our Visla’s kennel, back in the dog house.Sadie, the Visla, was one of the most laid back …
The background: My grandmother believed in reincarnation. She wanted to come back as a cat and told my grandfather that, after her death, if a stray cat ever showed up on his door step, he had better take it in. Years and a different state later, my grandfather is living …
We first met Moree on the day my husband’s (then boyfriend) dog of 15 years had died. Gollie had lived a long life and died in his sleep. I found him that morning and telling C was one of the hardest things I have ever done.We took Gollie to the …
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