dog

It's no coincidence that a dog is a man's best friend; they're more faithful than most other animals, and more faithful than many people.

The sadness of purebred dogs! Do you know what it is?
Nowadays, many people share their "dog routine" on social media platforms, and the daily lives of some of these dogs are even enviable because their "food and clothing" are top-quality.
By CEA3 years ago in Petlife
Gingerly She Came
When our world plunges into darkness and all seems quiet, she lies on the top of the couch set against the window. That allows her gaze to roam the territory beyond the confines of the dwelling. I stand at the entrance to the hallway, silently watching her ears twitch at the slightest rustle of the wind blowing through the trees, the creak and groaning of the house settling in for the night, or the neighbors arriving loudly, entering their home, unaware of the hour. I shift ever so gently to lean against the wall, and ever so slowly, she turns her head to regard me, comfortable and sure in her domain.
By Jasmine S.3 years ago in Petlife
To Henning
I gave you the name of a man. I found great fun in naming you like a “real” man because of how you looked with your little beard and that expression on your face like you were “all that” - and so much more.
By Rikke Kramme3 years ago in Petlife
In the Shade of the Rainbow Tree
“Why are you hurting me?” “Because your mamma’s a nigger!” Those boys kicked me hard. Years later, three teenagers crossed the country, summer of 1973, we stopped for gas in Oklahoma, windy tall grass prairie, miles from nowhere. As we pulled up to the pumps, a loaded shotgun muzzle came through the window. I heard the hammer cock and felt the gun metal pressed against my face.
By Robin Lim3 years ago in Petlife
The Accident
I always joke that Dexter wasn't the dog I wanted, but the dog I needed. This little mutt has a huge personality and we were bound to each other far beyond either of us knew.
By Hungry Artist3 years ago in Petlife
Counting in Dog Years
Doing some much-needed deep cleaning I pulled out ALL of the stuff that slipped under the refrigerator. Among the very-important-receipts and must-hang-on-to-them post-it notes was a small photo. I flipped it over and was surprised by those patient brown eyes looking at me.
By Judey Kalchik 3 years ago in Petlife
Posie Girl
I made a life chancing decision to foster and then adopt my sweet Lab Pit mix, as I like to call her Posie girl, monkies, Po Po, and many other adoring names. This little one came to me frightened and small, but in no time became a fiery puppy.
By Anya Nath3 years ago in Petlife
Her Name Was Thumbelina
Her name was Thumbelina. There she lay, alone, in a high-walled acrylic box. Amid the cacophony of yips and squeaks and the tiniest howls, she stayed silent.
By Rachel Silvestro3 years ago in Petlife
My Favorite Curse
As a child, I heard it called “The Jewish Mother’s Curse.” As an adult, I learned it was common in most households, regardless of background.
By Jodi Lasky3 years ago in Petlife
My Spirit Animal
They say in life you only get one animal that touches you truly to your heart. They are the definition of a spirit animal Bailey was that for me. I’ve always wanted to English bulldog as long as I could remember. I’ve always been fascinated with the breed but like most people I knew that they were extremely expensive so I told myself one day I was going to own one and we were gonna be super good friends. The plan was to name her Bailey. I was 22 when I met Bailey at the time her name was Elsa. She was this small beautiful chocolate brown English bulldog. She was the very first one I met in person and I thought she was the cutest thing ever. This was the beginning of my mom‘s work in the rescue business she was still working with another group before she branched out and had her own. The vets daughter who I lovingly call Dobby asked my mom if we would want her because she heard me telling her dad how I wanted one and she had too many animals as is. My mom said that she would think about it and everything but as soon as I met her that first day a protest couldn’t fall off my mothers lips before I already claimed her as mine. In this instance I know what love at first sight meant because I already loved her in that moment. My mom seen the look on my face and she knew there was no telling me no for this. So as the years passed we grew together every good time or bad she was there for it. So I have degeneration disease so my disc in my back are completely messed up. In technical terms, my L5 disc pushed itself in front of my L4 disc and broke off into 6 pieces or so. Through trial and tribulation she was there for me but She saved my life. I was going through a terrible time in an abusive relationship.So any moment that I had a good moment was rare; but I remember on this particular day Bailey and I were watching TV. Most people one thing a dog would be watching TV but Bailey was more clever than any dog that I’ve ever met in my life she had to be the most articulate dog I’ve ever met. For example you could ask her basic questions that had the answer of yes or no and she would tap your hand of whatever answer she was trying to tell you. I remember we had this awesome day we went on a drive we went and got snacks we just enjoyed our day. I was on pins and needles because I just got tested for ovarian cancer and I was waiting for my results. Fortunately they were supposed to be in that day after waiting a week. I was just trying to distract myself I just remember being with Bailey and we just had the best time and then they called me and told me that my test was negative I didn’t have cancer. I cried in the Bailey’s fur and squeezed her so tight she just rested her head in my shoulder. She was my baby for eight years she passed away this February and I miss her every single day. She was my very best friend and there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of her. That memory though of having her with me in one of my darkest hours I’ll always be thankful for that.
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Petlife
Paws on My Heart
If it were not for Mollee and Dexter, I would not be alive today. Earlier this year, I was diagnosed with chronic PTSD, anxiety, and depression because of my time in the military. Over the years of having Mollee and Dexter, I did not know for sure I had PTSD until after Mollee passed away last November. My family and friends love me but only one understands me and she is not located extremely close to me, so Mollee and Dexter have been my support system for over a decade.
By Jason Wagner3 years ago in Petlife
Charles, the Great Escape Artist
In the world of dogs, Charles was a chocolate lab extraordinaire. He had the friendliest of friendly personality, loved everybody he met, human or fellow canine. He especially loved cats and would seek out his favorite, Baby Kitty, to sleep with whenever he needed a good, long nap.
By Cindy Bevington Olmstead3 years ago in Petlife