People who know me, Mabel, wouldn’t call me graceful. I’m a bulldozing love machine. But today, I’m giving you my wisdom about grace. My human and I went for a walk the Saturday after Christmas. The weather was suddenly 58 degrees, and I was so excited when we arrived to see my favorite, POOP. I rolled… View more
Hello from me, Mabel. I’m here in snowy Columbus, Ohio. Many of you are back to your usual routines, reading the news and wishing you could do more for those affected by natural disasters, violence, and suffering. Or maybe you had significant snowfall, like us. I love playing in the snow almost as much as… View more
Happy New Year! Oh, gosh, I’ve had the best couple of weeks. My human had more time off, so we slept in, snuggled, played, napped, and ate. Then, we did it all over again. It’s been fantastic not knowing what day it was sometimes. So, now that 2025 has officially begun, what’s ahead for you? Are you… View more
Mabel here! I had my annual veterinarian checkup last week. My human said she loved Dr. Giatis but was so glad we hadn’t seen her in months. I got a clean bill of health. Everything—my bloodwork, bumps, teeth, ears—was tip-top. My human practices gratitude often, even for small things, but she was over the moon, bad… View more
On the first day as Mabel, my human gave to me a whole lot of treeeeaaats. On the second day as Mabel, my human gave to me so much love just for meeee. On the third day as Mabel, my human gave to me two beds to share and three dog beds to sleeeep. On the fourth… View more
My human often tells me I’m lucky that I’m cute and sweet, especially when we go into the public restroom at the park where we walk. She mumbles, laughs, and sometimes gags (okay, maybe she heaves a lot) when she washes my collar and harness in the sink with soap and water after I twirl… View more
Can you believe my nicknames used to be Twerpinator, Mabel Gator, and Shark Mabel? No matter how much enrichment, training, chews, or play, I’d whirl then throttle myself at my human teeth first at night or run, pounce, and nibble her ear when she worked out. My human used to keep toys in her pocket… View more
It’s me, Mabel, again. I hear the holidays are coming! That means I get to wiggle for my Uncle Matt, dash and crash into my Aunt Beth with a squeaky toy, get my human-approved snacks from my Nanny, and get loved on repeatedly by my Uncle Chris and Isaac. With a busy time ahead, I… View more
