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Reflections
As we wrap up another wild, woolly, and weird year, I’d like to offer some reflections inspired by the miraculous beings called dogs, of course. 1. Treasure and frequently thank someone specials who let you lean on them when you’re sad and who gladly sit by your side when you celebrate your successes, even small ones. 2…. View more
Home Is Where The Dog Is
I like to think that I’m organized, plan well, and can be nimble when things don’t go according to my projections. The latter, only on my best days. Yet, somehow, this time of year, I find myself in a constant state of hurriedness and just-push-through-the-exhaustion. Why do everyday errands somehow take eight times longer during… View more
Trust
Gavin had his big MedVet day yesterday. Because of cancer, cancer, heart disease, cancer, cancer, and cancer, he spends an entire day with the oncology team four times a year and his cardiologist once yearly. I’m fortunate that I’ve met and made eye contact and seen the gentleness and kindness of the professionals I trust to X-ray,… View more
What Matters Most
This time of year, I’m infatuated with cheesy holiday movies. Even when I can predict the ending in the first five minutes or the writing and acting are terrible, I love the underlying themes. Whether it’s love always prevails, believe in the power of magic, or when your intentions are pure, dreams do come true,… View more
Strength & Softness
When I started my first job at 14-years old, my grandfather said, “Brandi Kay, no matter what you feel like or have going on in your personal life, you go to work. And, you do your best while you’re there.” His words stuck with me. I’ve always valued hard work, perseverance, tenacity, honesty, and integrity. So… View more
Acts of Love
After Finn passed, I reflected a lot on our last year together while I mourned. I remember being grateful that I stayed present throughout the entire process, even though it was difficult. I thought a lot about my indebtedness to my friend Kate who gave me the whole basement of her home, so Finn didn’t have… View more
Not Getting What We Want
When I rescued Gavin, I had two requirements. I wanted my new dog to be two years of age or older, partially because I knew older dogs are more challenging to adopt than puppies. And, at the time, I lived in a vintage rehab building with six flights of stairs, so I hoped bladder size would help… View more
Loving Fearlessly
When I was on my way to rescue Finn, all I knew was that he was a puppy living in the barn because all the other dogs were attacking him. And I had this Hollywood vision of myself, a beacon of light shining behind me as I opened the barn door to save the poor… View more
The Solace of Snoring
One of my favorite sounds in the entire world is the sound of Gavin snoring. When I’m packing orders, and he’s stretched out on my bed, his sigh-warble-snort reminds me why I love what I do so much. If I’m on my laptop or enjoying an extra cup of coffee, he’s curled up next to… View more