Secret Warning: He ran quickly with a sound like raindrops & left his handwriting in all the secret places. I found this one underneath the big yellow rock in the garden. It said this: watch out for the little black dog. It can smell when you've had hot dogs.
Irma is old, deaf, blind in one eye and inefficient in the other. She can however smell and wag. All you need in a dog, really.
They scrub up quite nicely. Sometimes the best things in life are just waiting for us on the side of a highway in South Carolina, hungry, dirty, lonely and scared. Biscuit now lives in Washington D.C. where she is a source of joy, frequent laughter, unconditional love and reasons to go outside.
Peonies. Wow.
RBP. It was love at first sight.
I didn't really intend to keep the dog; I agreed to provide a foster home while his rescuer found a permanent one. What can I say, we're a team now.
There's something special about a rescued animal and the bond you form with them. Dr. Brian King, a uniquely soulful veterinarian in Charleston, SC, says it's because they've seen the other side.
We can't save them all, but we can save one. And help the helpers every chance we get.
"He is my other eyes that can see above
the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of
me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times
over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my
leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he
shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him
sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong,
he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me
smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he
ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another
man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught
me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a
private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was
ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by
my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He
has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever - in case I need
him. And I expect I will - as I always have. He is just my dog." - Gene
Hill
For a good read, check out the Bark blog and get your hands on the magazine. It's all about the bond, beautiful and professional, and has great photography to boot!
