Go Red! Go Sasha!
Carly … My souldog
So sorry I haven’t been writing. I’ve been out dating! Had lots of first dates, but have spent the last two weeks with one ruggedly handsome 6’2″ firefighter. Date #1 was six hours of talking at Brock St. Brewery then Milestones … Date #2 was eight hours of hiking then more chatting and getting to […]
Chemo 3 done … 13 to go!
We shouldn’t have Carly. I almost didn’t take her. When I realized we had walked into a puppy mill, I told 12-year-old Matthew that we wouldn’t be taking a puppy. I had picked him up at a Friday night birthday party, and driven 1.5 hours to Colborne, Ontario to get this pup on July 16, […]
Annie … My heartdog
I think I deserve a celebration of sorts! And I didn’t want you to think chemotherapy was all exhaustion and feeling on the verge of vomiting! This round – knock on wood – hasn’t been so bad. Today is Day 3, which has been the morning I woke up feeling like death warmed over. But […]
Annie was only 8 months old or so when she was rescued from a northern Canadian community and placed into foster care with our dog rescue. And she was pregnant. January 8, 2015 she gave birth to seven beautiful puppies … but Annie was struggling. With poor nutrition and no prenatal care, her body wasn’t […]