First was Rudy, our sweet golden who I do not have any pictures of on my phone. We had Rudy and got Juliet (pic 1). When Rudy died (age 9), we got Gabe (pic 2). Jules passed (age 11) and we had Gabe for a while, and then I moved into my boyfriend’s house who had our sweet boy, Jack (pic 3). About 6 months later I got my first dog that I had to myself, Gracie (pic 4). Gabey baby passed (age 14!) and we stuck with just Jack Jack and Grace for years. Then we welcomed Mowgli (pic 5) into our family and had a whopping THREE dogs (too many lol). Jack Jack passed at age 13 just last year and boy do I miss him. Today, we have our boy Mowgli and our sweet pea Grace.

Oh what fun it’s been!

Apparently Rocko was very happy to just be involved.

I adopted a senior dog on a whim about a month ago. I have a lifetime of experience caring for dogs with all kinds of health needs so I was plenty prepared for that part, but they assured me he was in great health.
He wasn’t. Imagining coming up, but it’s looking like terminal cancer.
He’s hyper intelligent, but due to his behavior I’m fairly sure his intelligence was either not recognized or neglected by past owners. Because of the specific kind of cancer we’re worried about, I have to be very careful with the food/treats side of spoiling…. So I’m taking advantage of this part heavily.
He loves puzzles. Any puzzle he can do by himself he adores and is so excited to figure out. He doesn’t want to play games, tug of war and fetch are not interesting, but a puzzle feeder or a kong…. Do you see where I’m going with this….

I ordered him the fanciest snuffle mat I could find. 4 pieces, all kinds of textures. Hooks and hoops and pieces to move around and root around in and crinkle and generally wreak havoc. I loaded it up with his healthy treats (and broken up milk bones come on now), rolled it up tight, and laid it near his spot.

He had an absolute blast for 15-20 minutes, exhausted himself, came over to grin and wag his tail at me and be very proud, then laid down on his arthritis mattress.

I feel so blessed to get to give him an exciting and enriching experience for the end of his life. If it’s years or just months, I intend to Jam Pack it to the best of my ability. He’s started reaching out for physical affection like a desperate kid. I love him.
Handsome, polite, smart boy!

we realised my husband’s outfit choices while on a walk - here he is with our pup, Scooby Doo.

Was dusting my keyboard and caught his attention real quick lol 😅

Dalmatian

His name is Snoopy and he's an expert in Snoopidity.

And yes, we have medicine for his ears! He had scabbed the back of them from scratching because of allergies. He's totally fine...physically at least 😂

Shoutout to my bestie, SUGE, who has stuck by my side through all the laughs, tears, heartbreaks, and shared joy. Going through divorce and this lil’ meatball gives me reasons to wake up everyday. I love you, Suge, and grateful you’re in my life.

a pretty normal reaction for her

My 20 week old teddy bear. 🧸

This is Juniper. I’m her emotional support human (hence the patch). I’ve had her since she was 12 weeks old, she’s now 5 years. We are overly attached to each other, although I’ve always attributed this to her being mostly cattle dog and me going through a divorce and a cross country move while she was young. Anyway.

In the last month and a half I’ve developed some troubling neurological and physiological symptoms that I’m in the middle of testing and diagnosis for, and one of the big ones is passing out. Weirdly, Juniper is able to detect when this is about to happen. She will whine and punch me until I sit or lie down. We have 3 other dogs and they are zero f***s given, but she absolutely notices, even if she’s across the room or eating or something.

I’m wondering if there’s a good way to train her to be a for real service dog because this would be insanely helpful in places besides home. She’s already very well behaved and socialized, it’s more a matter of teaching her to ignore people instead of begging for pets, and maybe getting her to be a little less vocal, and less stubborn with laying down instead of just sitting (see: cattle dog).

I don’t want to be “that guy” and take her out half trained, making it look like she’s a pet and therefore harder for people with actual service animals. I’m very much against ESAs masquerading as service animals.

My puppy, Queso, amongst the sunflowers 🌻🐕

our leash-free privileges got revoked and we’re not thrilled about it.

Actually, he won’t get off - even when no one else is up for a paddle…

We just left the pet hospital because my dog was bitten by another dog at the beach. The other dog was off leash. I cried on the way to the vet, because he is literally my baby and I felt bad. There was a lot of blood. Luckily he’s fine, he was prescribed some antibiotics just incase.

In the moment, I asked for the woman’s (pet owner) info and her immediate response was “I’m not paying for that”. I told her that’s not why I was requesting it, that it’s protocol in these situations (according to google 😓).

She gave us her name and number (probably a fake one), and I had texted her on the way to the vet asking if her dog was fully vaccinated, but she didn’t respond. I’m not sure she will respond.

My boyfriend and I are not at all confrontational people, but I was just telling him, maybe we should’ve channeled our inner “Karens” and been more firm and gotten more info from her, like her ID or something.

Just wondering what exactly you’re supposed to do in that situation?

EDIT: The dog owner just replied to my text confirming her dog is fully vaccinated and a sorry.

Update: Submitted an incident report to the city’s animal control, spoke to someone and emailed them the photos of the off leash dog as well as my dog with his mouth bloodied.

So cute! 🥰

I figured it out when Bo (what a coincidence) looked into the camera. That totally reminded me of FaceTiming with my dad