Tag: Pit Bull

Balancing the Scales

I’m waiting for results of x-rays and blood tests; Bess had a difficult night. My heart thuds dully in my chest. I’m reciting part of a poem by Thich Nhat Hanh as a mantra in order to calm myself: “Breathing in, I calm my body, Breathing out, I smile.” (I’ve managed three of the four; there is no smile.) I know her time is limited, she’s had several “Hail Mary’s” over the past year. I pray for another and contemplate. Although her beginning lot in life was brutal, our five years together have been filled with hilarity, the unexpected, and never, ever dull!

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Serendipity, Thy Name was Patti Mayonnaise

After Rose, the hole in my heart was huge- I was sad and cried easily.  I found solace in keeping busy; my gardens flourished that summer.  Finn mourned her as well.  But time does heal and the therapy that comes from hiking daily gently worked its magic and we both began to mend.  As the grief became bearable and the darkness lifted, I started thinking about adopting another dog.  Continue reading “Serendipity, Thy Name was Patti Mayonnaise”

Rose is my Muse

Rose: a small, deaf Pit Bull; the force behind where I now find myself

Muse:  a person or personified force who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist

I have attempted many times to write the story of a little white dog who changed the course of my life.  But then I would stop because it still hurts. The journey was profound, filled with love and heartache, and so many mistakes. However, I believe it has made me a better, kinder, and more understanding person.  I know it was the reason I became a certified, professional dog trainer.  Rose, this is for you, with love.

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Crossing Over: from Dog Owner to Dog Trainer

I had every intention of telling this story first.  But each time I tried to write it, I discovered that it’s impossible to honestly and carefully condense almost two and half years of angst into a sweet, simple blog post.  This story is important.  This dog changed my life.  I’d like you to meet my sweet Rose Marie and tell you how I traveled the road from dog owner to dog trainer. Continue reading “Crossing Over: from Dog Owner to Dog Trainer”