Looking back on 2018

At the end of each year, I try and take the time to reflect back over the challenges I faced, the lessons learned, the gifts & blessings I have received, and  accomplishments I've achieved.  I try to give equal recognition to both the good and the not so good. 
Well, 2018 has definitely been the year of lessons right from the start!   But it also holds so many great memories for me too!  Some beautiful and some bittersweet... but all of them precious!
This year, I finally got Zeke to walk on a loose leash, after trying 3 different trainers, at least 5 different collars, 3 different harnesses, and numerous leashes... You know what I learned... the tools you use don't really matter... the trainers, unless you are training for Canine Good Citizen, or to become a service or support dog, agility training, etc... or dealing with a behavioral issue... (and then you better use someone that knows more than just obedience otherwise you're going to be sorely disappointed) don&#…

Tommy's Story

Please submit this on my behalf. Written on Monday, November 12, 2018
Hi, my name is Tommy. 
My mother has shared with me how much you have all reached out with your support for our family so I felt compelled to write a little about what has happened over the last few days as well as thank you all for your support.
The last 3 days of my life have been devastating. In the span of three days we have gone from a house of five dogs to a house of two. Two of them are no longer with us and one has been removed from our home and quarantined.
Saturday morning while we were volunteering with Animal Compassion Team, we received a call from one of our neighbors that our dogs had been involved in a fight with each other. The two larger dogs (Ellie and Zeke) had apparently (most likely during play) escalated things to a dangerous level and attacked my eldest beagle, Sid. He was bitten multiple times on his back, chest, leg, and head.
We rushed home when we heard the news. As soon as I got in the driv…

In the Beginning... Part I

In the beginning, there were no early morning walks, no unmade beds, no dog hair in my bed, no poop to clean up, no unannounced farts, no waking up to loud snoring at 2 am, no food and water bowls to wash, no vet visits to pay for, no dog food to buy, no toys to step on, no running home at lunch to take the dog out, no interruptions throughout my day....

But there was also no happy dances when I came home, no soft wet noses snuggled up against my neck, no warm wet kisses on my cheek, no wiggle butts, no mind-melting stares penetrating my soul, no warm bellies to rub, no happy smiles that told me I was the best, no silly playtime to make me laugh, no Tongue out Tuesdays to enjoy, no Instagram friends to learn from and share with, no Pure Joy to be experienced, and no Best Friends that loved me just the way I am! 

It's funny how one small thing can impact your life in such a huge way and redirect your focus and path. Yes, just one small thing.... like one small Chihuahua?

I wouldn'…

How Zeke Became My Heart...

In March of 2014, my family saved a dog from getting hit by the city bus, just in front of our house. The dog was a black unaltered male bully breed mix, a bit on the thin side, was wearing a choke collar and had a few scratches and scars on him.

My son worked all weekend networking with friends and family through emails and other social media sites, attempting to find his owner, or a rescue or someone who could take him.  He posted pictures, and contacted our local lost and found animal sites.  He even took him to our local PetSmart to have him scanned for a micro chip.  None existed.

During our search for someone to take him, we reached out to many of our local rescues, but each time we were told that there was a very long wait list (sometimes months). We were learning very quickly about how overwhelmed the rescues and shelters were for resources to help these dogs.

I was feeling a bit hopeless. I didn't know what we could do for him. We couldn't keep him, as the timing was ter…

Here comes Trouble... My Diabolito!

You know the old saying, "the more the merrier"? Well, that's how I see it with dogs. Having one (Daisy) was great!  Adding a second one (Sid) was really fun! So why not add a third dog? How much more fun could it get? And so that's just what happened! We brought home a second Beagle, and named him Kenji. He was small and cute with the most beautiful markings around his eyes, like eyeliner. He had the most innocent expression on his face. Of course it was love at first sight! So Sweet!

Now you're probably asking where did we get the name Kenji from? Well, it's Japanese for intelligent second son; strong and vigorous. And just let me share with you, that name fits Kenji to a T! He is super smart (too smart at times), and he loves to run and he especially loves to pull my son on his skate board. He's a bit smaller than Sid and his coat is black and tan with the same speckling in his white portions of his coat. He's got more energy than all the rest of …