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Love Is

Love Is

After reading about violence, hate, and suffering in the news every morning, I can usually re-group with Mabel’s help making the bed. My sweet girl stands with her squeaky toy against the edge of the bed, longing, waiting for me to toss or tug in between me, arranging pillows and straightening the duvet. Mabel brings joy… View more

Blessings & Curses

Blessings & Curses

We’ve been blessed here in Ohio with unbelievably beautiful weather. Hot, cold, warm, cold, on repeat, but nothing a few layers won’t fix. And, Mabel and I’ve been going to one of our favorite walk spots long enough that I know sidepaths and alternate routes to give her the space she needs even when everyone else… View more

The Pits

The Pits

I didn’t set out to rescue a pitbull-looking dog when I met Gavin or Mabel. I just happened to connect with their souls in a way that I didn’t with other dogs I met. And I was fortunate. Only twice did random people negatively judge Gavin based on his looks. Most of the time, Gavin and… View more

Careful

Careful

A Course In Miracles says we’re most afraid of getting what we want. We fear the pain of losing our deepest desires will far outweigh not having what our heart yearns for. Or, we still need to accept that we’re (all) worthy of a beautiful, loving, and abundant life. I’ve yearned not to be on… View more

Risks

Risks

On Mabel’s 22nd day hiatus from playing with other dogs, my primary veterinarian called me with her PCR test, and it was all clear, as were her X-rays. After two rounds of antibiotics wrecked my sweet girl’s gut, I opted for testing when Mabel’s cough lingered, and I’m glad I did. I now have a cough-free dog… View more

Stripe

Stripe

Since Mabel’s been on daycare hiatus for 18 days, I’ve been trying to give her the play and exercise she needs, but I’m not a room full of rowdy dogs. Well, last weekend, we were in the backyard patio, and Mabel decided she was bored after I tossed her squeaky toys twice for her. She… View more

Supposed To

Supposed To

My sweet, good dog is supposed to be my easy, breezy Mabel girl. As Gavin’s health continued declining and I constantly had to find creative ways to get my non-food motivated sweetest boy to eat all his pills easily, his nickname became a high-maintenance money pit (lovingly, of course). So, I thought, if I put effortless… View more

Labor & Love

Labor & Love

I launched Bark Pouch almost ten years ago with two lovely business partners who signed over ownership to me five years ago to focus on their families. I laugh now, thinking that making 100 pouches was such a big deal, and I once tracked inventory in a note on my phone. On so many levels,… View more

Wonky

Wonky

This week was wonky on every level. Mabel felt amazing by Sunday night but needed a few more symptom-free days before safely returning to daycare. The replacement part that Cammie and Mark tried to put on Felix to repair our piston filler was wrong. The manufacturer sent us the incorrect part. Fortunately, the amazingness that is… View more

Best Laid Plans

Best Laid Plans

After Mabel’s vet visit last Friday, she was 90% better, then improved to 98% by Saturday, so I was feeling way too proud of myself for catching whatever she caught early while simultaneously thinking it may have just been allergies, and the herbal supplement Mabel’s holistic veterinarian prescribed her will continue clearing out the gunk in her… View more