I met Nathan Levinson through Hardcore Punk Speaking Out for Shelter Reform. Now, we’re engaged.
My dog has a case of the Puppy Stupids, which is why I had to comb through her poop for a needle in the middle of the night.
My husband said we could get another dog if I gave up vegetarianism, so I picked a plate of chicken wings clean.
I was angry and saddened like never before when my German Shepherd killed a rabbit — as if she’d done something to personally affront me.
Your broken leg can’t help fix it, and you devolve into a sad, sobbing shell of your former self.
My unintended foray into solo dog care has me thinking of those of you who wander into it intentionally. Bless your hearts, you lovely, masochistic individuals. This one’s for you.
You played a role in shaping my character, mainly my fervor to aid creatures in need.
At times I was tempted to give up, but my dogs’ tenacity showed me that quitting on any important goal is simply not an option.
Like full-fledged service animals, ESAs are about freedom and health for people with disabilities.
When I could no longer provide my dog’s forever home, I had to find someone to adopt her, and social media played a very big role in that.
Apparently I’ve picked a dog that’s too big, too expensive, and too much of a handful for a girl like myself. Or so some strangers think.
I beat a “dangerous dog” citation after letting my dog protect my son, but looking back, I could have done things differently.
I wish I may, I wish I might … not have to stow my dog in the cargo hold for an international flight.
“Please don’t lick me, dog. That’s disgusting,” I said.
It’s never a good idea to sit on a dog, especially an energetic cattle dog, but all is forgiven.
Catcalls? Propositions? Smart-alecky remarks? Not when my Lumi is with me on leash!
The adoption didn’t start well, but a near-death experience brought Hadley and I closer.
My dog, Roofus, sometimes accompanies me on business trips in a small, private plane.
Everyone told me the aggressive dog I adopted was hopeless, but through hard work and compassion, I proved them wrong.
A Dachshund and a Maltese warmed his heart, even as he grew sick, and kept my family smiling.
I had a dog-sized hole in my heart after my partner and I split and he got to keep Rufus. But another little dog helped me through.
A tumor the size of a grapefruit. I saw it on the X-ray, filling the space between his liver, his spleen, and his stomach.
The end of my marriage brought out a devotion to my Pit Bulls that would make a tiger mom proud.
After a woman continued to berate me for owning a Pit Bull, I lost it. I just couldn’t hold my tongue.
People say Border Collies change your life, and they do — for the better.
I eventually realized I’d been too lazy to train my dog the right way — through positive reinforcement.
I loved cats growing up, but in my early 30s, I adopted a Chow mix with pretty major issues.
I noticed small dog breeds but mostly overlooked them — then I met one who held my attention.
Two dogs and two cats doesn’t make a zoo, but there’s fur, dirt, and the occasional chewed shoe.
I know one day we will have to say goodbye to Jake. And I don’t know how I’ll bear it. But right now, I’m just grateful I’ve been given more time.
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