Remember a couple of weeks ago when I told you I tweaked my neck? Well, leading up to my appointment with Dr. Crouse, I was an absolute hooligan. My human tried to meet my movement needs without hindering my healing, but I very much live up to one of my many nicknames, Mabeldozer. I like moving,… View more
My human knew, before she adopted me, that I wore an electronic collar (I don’t now). She asked a lot of questions because, as a retired trainer, she’d seen the long-term effects of vibrations, beeps, and shocks. At first, I was scared of the microwave ding. However, what comes out of that humming and dinging… View more
When you were a kid, summer meant eating your ice cream or popsicle fast enough that it wouldn’t drip down your arm. Or maybe you remember whining to your parents that you were bored, and they responded, “Wait until you get older, time goes faster.” Or perhaps you spent summer days racing up and down… View more
Tuesday morning, my human and I were finishing a quiet walk at our favorite park when I spotted my dog nemesis across the grass and road. He’s a friendly enough dog (I hear), the 40-poundish mutt smiles as he meanders and sniffs (a lot) while his human quietly trails him, a bit unaware of her… View more
An off-leash dog attacked a child at a park a few blocks from where we live. A park, my human never walks with me. A park my human also avoided with her Angel Gavin because so many people let their dogs off leash, with little or no recall training. The hate-filled community debate is as… View more
Some say the sight of cardinals signifies strength, loyalty, and passion, even messages from loved ones who’ve left this world. My human saw five cardinals on one walk this week and as she marveled at their beauty and vibrance, I rolled and twerked in grass, not poop but pasture. There were likely pee droplets on… View more
Two years ago, my human’s heart was broken after saying goodbye to her Angel, Gavin, a few months prior. When we met, she knew my silliness and sweetness would help heal her soul and discover the person she’s meant to be with me by her side, nibbling her ears or grabbing her slipper when I’m… View more
Many years ago, my human’s training business was growing. She was establishing business hours and had yet to discover Google Voice. She purposely left her phone at home to enjoy a ding-free five-block walk and a game of fetch with the handsome fellow on your Bark Pouch label, her lovable lug, Finn. Finn fiercely loved… View more
https://www.barkpouch.com/product/variety-pack-50-gram-pouch/On Easter morning two years ago, my human woke up giddy and gleeful, certain I was meant to be her dog. She dreamt about me. The connection felt real. The joy we’d share seemed nostalgic, even though we hadn’t met yet. She knew I was her Mabel, her sweet, good girl. I had been living… View more
