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Life Unleashed
We could only guess at what she’d been through. We could only tell it had been nothing good. Not that she was scared — American Staffordshire Terriers seem to know no fear — rather, she was wary. Distrustful, stressed out of her poor little mind and clearly not used to anything ‘normal’ for a dog. Driving her home from the pound, I sat with her in the back seat, holding her tightly as she bounced around on the seat. I tried to wrestle a tennis ball from her that she was busy chewing up fanatically. During the half-hour ride to our home, she had devoured three of them.
By Andrea Pronk-De Palm4 years ago in Petlife
Look Up At The Stars
Suddenly, I was atop a mountain. I didn’t know how I got there. But there I was on a narrow ridge, dust kicking up beneath my feet and rocks tumbling down each side as I stepped. They plummeted into the ocean below as the dark made it hard for me to know whether I was safe.
By Dorian Edwards4 years ago in Petlife
From New York to London
I like to think of my life in two eras: pre-Rocky and post-Rocky. The pre-Rocky era was wild and carefree. As an early-twenty-something living in New York (far away from the judgment and disapproving looks I had become so accustomed to from my family and friends in London), I did what I wanted when I wanted. To some, this freedom might sound wonderful. What is there to complain about, right? Not having any rules or responsibilities. Well, whilst it certainly did have its perks, my life before Rocky was also empty. All those late nights in bars scattered over New York yearning for comfort, whether it be in the form of a shot glass or a man – it took a toll on me. Soon came anxiety, followed by an unhealthy dose of depression and what I can only describe as a deep hollow feeling.
By MJ Collins4 years ago in Petlife
The Journey Home
Recently, we went through a very rough patch here at Briden Farm. It started with the first of two major Winter Storms within six days. It started on a Sunday evening, as the snow fell steadily. The accumulation was steady over night and made our morning chores more difficult.
By Brian Hurlburt4 years ago in Petlife
Tucker, Abby and I
Tucker and I met when he was 2 months old. Tucker at 2 months He was the first dog I had ever had that was mine. I’ve been around dogs all my life but they were ‘family’ dogs so they belonged to all of us. They were there when we went exploring and hung out in the house with us at night. They usually stayed downstairs when we went to bed but sometimes one would come upstairs and choose someone to sleep with. I moved around a lot at night so they usually went past me and slept with one of my other sisters who didn’t move around quite so much. One of them even had puppies in my sister’s bed. What a surprise when we woke up in the morning.
By Cherryl Acason4 years ago in Petlife
A Dog, a Man, and a Muffin
“Officer, I swear I’ve never met this guy in my life.” This is what my dog probably would have said had she known English, and had she not been attached to my hand by a leash. We were seated outside a Vons in Corona, California at 4:30 a.m. I was in full hiking gear, and as a policeman oscillated the beam of his flashlight from my face, to my backpack, to my dog’s face, I could tell he was confused.
By Noah Husband4 years ago in Petlife
Don't Bite the Hands that Feed You
The Runt ONCE upon a time in the far-away land of Bosnia, there roamed a homeless Caucasian Shepherd in an industrial estate. No one knew how she ended up there, especially in her condition. She was heavy with pups that were ready to drop anytime.
By Josephine Crispin4 years ago in Petlife
Dogs Are People Too
If you have ever lived with a dog, this is a no-brainer for you. You know with absolute certainty that dogs have personalities and emotions the same as humans. If you are a scientist, it has taken you a little longer to accept this conclusion. Like maybe a century. Up until recently, most scientists who study these things have believed that dogs reacted to events around them, but were incapable of feeling the human emotions of love, jealousy, animosity, joy.
By Joan Gershman4 years ago in Petlife
Doing It Doggy Style
I’m cheating. But I don’t care. There’s a young lady that is so amazing that I have to spend time with her, even when I’m not getting paid to do it. Her cute face, pretty brindled coat and contagious playful energy make her simply irresistible. That’s why even in my free time, I choose to hang out with this bodacious babe. She attracts a ton of compliments whenever we go out.
By Stephanie J. Bradberry4 years ago in Petlife
Cargo "Pants" - The Formosan Mountain Dog
I am writing this story a mere two and half weeks after my dearest furry friend Cargo, aka, Cargo Pants, Mr. Pants, Lover Pup, Bud Bud, Buddy, my boy… passed away on January 7th, 2022. So needless to say, writing about him is cathartic. I just painted a picture of him too. He was almost 13 years old. He came into my life on November 9th, 2010. I happened to find him by pure timing and luck. I mean, how many people rescue dogs from Taiwan and bring them to Canada? I had seen an ad in Granville Island in Vancouver on the bulletin board for another dog, the same breed, a Formosan Mountain Dog. I had never seen this kind of dog before. I quickly inquired about this dog, but it had been adopted already. But not to fear! The person I spoke to said, “Oh we have many more dogs! Please check out our website, Ocean Dog Rescue.”
By Cristina Petersen4 years ago in Petlife
HOME RUN
THE HOME RUN BALL... AT HOME "Now at bat, The Pittsburgh Pirates newest star Roberto Clemente. A Puerto Rican native, this young man has a fire in him when he plays that is a thrill to witness. And, here comes the pitch, a swing, a hit........... LOOK OUT the bat cracks in half, the bat flying, the ball flying and I MEAN SAILING OUT OF THREE RIVERS STADIUM AND INTO THE ONE OF THE THREE RIVERS OUTSIDE THE STADIUM......it’s a home run ball once again from this talented young player."
By Trisha Simmons4 years ago in Petlife
Mah Dawg and her subordinate master
August 27th, 2020 PHoebe arrived very early at the airport this morning. I myself have never taken a plane and supposing I never do; my 4 month old puppy; a mass of wrinkles; and 'woe is me' glances of uncertainty and shivered nestles of fear and desperate snuggles; is thus far more worldly than I am already. Something about this scenario already seems unfair. It's 2a.m. and my first own!!! puppy for which I will raise, foster and care for in my own!!! space with my!!!! rules and for which none other than myself!!! will be responsible, is coming home with me after a much anticipated flight.
By Katie Melanson4 years ago in Petlife
