Kiera, Graidy, Wink and Me

Perks for Wink

cavalier walking on leashGraidy has been gone for a month now. It’s been 20 years since we’ve been a one-dog-family. It’s taking some adjusting for both me and Wink.

I worried that Wink would go into a deep depression without his best bud. And he did for a little while. But he seems to have rebounded.

In part, because he gets to do something now that rarely happened when Graidy was alive. He gets to come on walks with me now.

No matter how much I tried, I wasn’t able to get Graidy to be okay leaving the property. Then I decided what’s the point? If he’s happiest home, why force him? But that meant […]

By |2020-06-13T16:32:53-04:00June 13th, 2020|.My Dogs and Me|0 Comments

Graidy 2003-ish — May 13, 2020

The first day I met Graidy at Glen Highland Farm Rescue.

Whenever I think of Graidy, this is the pose I think of him in the most. Facing out, looking off into the distance. In fact, this is the first vision I had of him before I even met him. I wrote this story as fiction because it’s pretty fantastical about how he found me. But every word of it is true.

Border Collie laying in grass

This is my favorite photo of him. It captures how I feel about him. A shimmering light in my […]

By |2020-05-20T10:46:38-04:00May 20th, 2020|.My Dogs and Me, Life|0 Comments

Life with Geriatric Animals

So. Life in the very slow lane. What does that look like?

Graidy is 18ish, Finn is 15 and Wink is 12. All are still going strong-ish.

But all now have heart problems. And Finn’s about to go get nuked with a radioactive shot to the tune of $3k to kill a benign tumor that’s making him hyperthyroid.

I know. It’s nuts. But I’m pathological. I can’t not do it, because Finn isn’t ready to go yet. These animals have been together all of their lives. They are their own family.

They move as one unit. Wherever I go, they all go.

So we have dog beds in every room because their old bones have a hard […]

By |2020-02-23T09:45:57-05:00February 29th, 2020|.My Dogs and Me, Life|0 Comments

17

This is what 17 looks like at our house.

Graidy, our white BC mix, is 17ish–we don’t know his age exactly since he came to us as a stray at about 1 yo.

He still runs around like a puppy. Nobody can believe he’s that old when they meet him.

Wink, our Cavelier is 11. Finn, our Maine Coon cat is 14. All going strong.

I think there’s longevity in the water here. (That and lots of love, high-quality food, and plenty of exercise.)

And, of course, good genes don’t hurt.

By |2019-04-19T11:35:43-04:00March 14th, 2019|.My Dogs and Me|0 Comments

Finding a Dog Sitter

Black dog with leash over noseI don’t know about you, but I’ve never felt comfortable leaving my dogs with anyone else. I tried a couple of dog boarding places over the years with mixed experiences.

One (a veterinarian boarding facility) was the worst experience of all. Another, a woman who had a great setup on her farm, was great for several years, but she closed up shop a few years ago.

And there’s one woman who has come to our house to sit–who is fabulous–but you have to book her months in advance. We never know what we’re doing next week, nevermind months in advance.  All of this has meant that Andrew and I […]

By |2018-11-12T10:14:34-05:00November 30th, 2018|.My Dogs and Me, Dogs in General|0 Comments
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