Pictured here is me and Bruce, as he lays curled up on top of me. He will always be a puppy at heart. It’s here so that I have a picture and then a drawing of us.
These were taken several years ago out in the country, near San Antonio, Texas. The pictures are of Beans: one of the Baker’s dogs, a mix of Boston Terrier and Beagle. The first one is of her being adorable, just looking up at me and posing perfectly. The top right one is of Beans lying on a hay bale in the Baker’s horses’ barn. The second one down on the right is of her looking up at me. The bottom left is of her relaxing in the sun. And the bottom right one is of Beans and J.W.–one of the Baker’s other dogs–following me as I walk through their horses’ pasture.
This was taken several years ago as well, around the same time as the “soccer” pictures were taken. We used to have a red bean bag chair, but we gave it to my sister, seeing as it’s a Texas A&M chair and she went there. But before we gave it to her, our pit bull, Bruce, claimed it as his chair, and would regularly curl up in it when he thought nobody was watching. But as you can see, someone was watching…..my mom. And they ended up playing with him there in the beanbag chair. What a face. A face that only a mother could love…..actually anyone can love that face it’s so adorable….and they do.
This was taken several years ago, back when my family’s pit bull, Bruce, was about 4 or 5 years old, which meant that I was 22 or 23 at the … Continue reading Bruce and Our Version of “Soccer”
Back in July 2015, when I was volunteering with my local animal shelter, a puppy came into the shelter. (I’d been volunteering there since the beginning of November 2014, and because I was coming every day and staying for most of the time they were open, I soon was able to do more than just walking/running/playing with the dogs. In time, I was bathing/grooming the dogs, as well as, helping out with volunteer orientations and helping potential adopters find their “furever dog” since I knew every dog in the shelter.). The puppy was a beautiful solid white and she had black eyes, and was a Lab-mix. She was put into foster with Amy, the Assistant to the Volunteer Coordinator/Foster Coordinator, while her forever home was being found. We were in the meeting room one day with the puppy, trying to think up a name for her. We’d both agreed that her name should reflect her coat color–white–and so we looked on an online thesaurus for synonyms to the word, “white”. After several minutes of looking them over, we saw her name…..Ivory. We both immediately agreed on it. And so the puppy was named Ivory. She was adopted a month later.
A few years ago, back in August 2015, I’d been volunteering at my local animal shelter for nearly a year–having started in the beginning of November 2014–and was getting on … Continue reading Briar Rose and a Birthday Surprise
Near the end of 2015, my best friend/”sister” had asked me to get a tattoo with her. I said I would but I had to think on what to get–I … Continue reading Bands of Horseshoes & Dog Paws
In 2015, the first dog that I met at my local animal shelter was Cordelia. Or “Cordy” as I called her. She was a beautiful Lab-mix of chocolate brown with … Continue reading Cordy
This was taken back in 2015 at the local animal shelter. The puppy’s name is Arrow and she’s a German Shepherd mix and about 3 or so months old. I came into the shelter that morning and made a beeline for the dogs’ kennels to see who was new. You have to go past the puppy’s section and upon looking into their section I saw Arrow in her kennel–a black and brown ball of fluff, her beautiful expressive eyes looking out waiting for her forever family. She caught my heart immediately and I went into the puppy section and straight to her kennel. I opened the door and she immediately came to me, joyful for some attention. I picked her up and cuddled her and she cuddled back. Over the next week I repeatedly saw her and played with her in a small pen indoors. One of the kennel technicians took these pictures of us. A little over a week after I’d met Arrow I once again went straight to her kennel and found it empty. I went and asked where she was and found out to my sadness that she had been tested with another puppy to see how she was with them. It was found out that she was aggressive towards other dogs, though an absolute sweetheart towards people as you see here. I never saw her again. I don’t know if she was euthanized because of her dog-aggressiveness or if she found a forever home with a family who would only have her as their dog. The shelter just told me she had been tested and turned out aggressive and nothing else. I hope that my sweetheart found her forever home. I wish I could have taken her, but at the time it wasn’t possible.