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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

Big

Big

Today would have been my big-love, big-feelings, big-headed, big-hearted boy Gavin’s 11th birthday. To celebrate, Mabel and I walked through her second favorite sniffer spot, Scioto Grove Metro Park. Her best-loved stroll spot is the tree line at my mom’s house. I’m unsure whether it’s the ultra-quiet setting, the fact that my sweet girl gets to greet… 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

Always Something

Always Something

My sweet Mabel woke up this morning with green goop coming out of her nose and a bit of bubbling breathing. We’re now home from the vet, grateful for their urgent care option, with antibiotics, as it’s possibly something contagious or still the long game of allergies. She’s not going to be happy about not going… View more

Time

Time

I woke up this morning on the tiniest sliver of the edge of my bed. I could hear Mabel mumble and sleepily stretch as she lay belly up, horizontally next to me, waiting for her pre-breakfast belly rubs.  In the short time Mabel’s been with me, she’s shown me what a sensitive sweetheart she is,… View more

Chickens & Eggs

Chickens & Eggs

As Mabel and I continue bonding and learning to communicate, I’ve thought a lot about the beginning stages of the dog-human relationship, whether forever or fostering. It’s a lot for everyone, us, our dogs, the people we love. Give our dogs bones to relieve stress. Oh, but some pups swallow and choke on those bones…. View more