Cosmic Timing: The Puppy We Almost Didn’t Get
This is the story of our Labrador retriever Quill, and how sometimes life happens but love (aka a puppy) shows up anyway.
A collection of personal stories, reflections, and everyday moments that celebrate life with dogs. From funny quirks to heartfelt lessons, these posts explore the joy and meaning our dogs bring into our lives.
This is the story of our Labrador retriever Quill, and how sometimes life happens but love (aka a puppy) shows up anyway.
Can you have more than one heart dog? A soulful reflection on love, loss, and soulmates—through decades of dogs and Sex and the City episodes.
As I was headed out to make two stops for Tinkerbell’s medicines—wondering if I was going to need one more prescription filled and if my vet had gotten the message I’d left—I caught myself thinking “This is just SO hard. I’ve been taking care of sick dogs for almost 4 years, and it’s HARD.” …
If you’ve ever loved a dog so deeply that they became part of your soul, then you’ll understand this tribute. This is the story of Tinkerbell—our black Labrador whose twelve years and two days with us were pixie-dusted in silliness, love, and unforgettable magic.
Just as my mother fought for me, I fight for the dogs in my care—because love, in its purest form, is steadfast, enduring, and never something you leave behind on the side of the road.
One year ago today I woke up, went downstairs, and found Jackson splooted on the tile in the foyer. My heart sank the second I saw him. Well past his cute puppy sploot days, I knew that this was something else. As I looked in his epically soulful eyes, I saw the message he was sending me. “Mom, it’s time.”
The thing about putting yourself out there as a blogger and an influencer is that in some niches, people want perfection. They want the perfect smokey eye, the perfect cupcakes, the perfectly staged house, or the perfect shoes to go with the perfect outfit. And for too long I subscribed to that belief as a dog expert. I felt like I I needed to share the perfectly edited photos, and perfectly drafted blog posts. However, I recently had a huge ah-ha moment…and by recent, I mean literally this morning!
Our lives with dogs are perfect because dogs don’t care that we are imperfect.
Snoop was my first dog and taught me what it was like to have a dog as a best friend when I was just five years old. A sweet and young black Labrador Retriever, Snoop was my playmate and constant companion. When my half-brothers were at our home, we became a foursome, exploring the woods and the lake where we lived. However, as soon as Dad arrived home from work or from a business trip, Snoop quickly abandoned us to become velcroed to his side.