I took a chance and entered Sioux in and NW2 in MD... and we got in!
But if you know me at all, you know that grunting noises and a set of googley eyes draw me like in a seagulls to a dumpster. So let me tell you the story of Eddie.
Every time I see a meme that says something to the effect of "there's always room for one more dog" or more dogs = better, I cringe. I'm here to tell you that more isn't always better.
But in December we had a really awkward trial where he seemed over faced, an emotion/state of mind he very rarely gives in to. We were able to make lemonade out of lemons that day and at the end of the day he still left feeling pretty OK about the whole thing, but I was concerned ("concerned" in this context meaning freaked out because I thought I was ruining/had already ruined my dog).
This year we have so many things to be thankful for. Sioux and Ernie arrived. We discovered nose work and Roo competed in (and won a few classes!) his very first trial. Bam became our new cousin/nephew and Charlie officially became our new uncle/brother-in-law. I am so very thankful for my family and for my dogs!
I've gone back and forth about writing about this. The situation itself involves dogs but the underlying sentiment isn't really dog specific. But it's something that in some context has happened to most people and I'm sure at least some of you can commiserate. Here's the story: some time ago an extended family member was... Continue Reading →
Last week was a hell of a week. On Sunday we had to say goodbye to my beloved Joe. It was sudden, expected, and made my heart hurt. His passing was, however, peaceful and he was surrounded by the people who love him most. The whole house grieved. Bella and Roo took his passing the... Continue Reading →
Brandy has (much to Nick's dismay) gone to her new home. We picked up our new foster who very well could be her brother. Matt is basically Brandy except a little older, male, and different colors.
Rescuing a pit from a shelter isn't really rescuing if you're going to return them in three months, six months, a year, 5 years, or even ten years because they have physical ailments or behavioral challenges.
This summer has flown by. We've spent a fair amount of time at the pool learning to swim. We spent even more time hiking and discovering new spots. Sioux has finally gotten to a point where we can start comp. obedience class. To say I'm excited is the understatement of the century. I SO hope... Continue Reading →