Almost four years ago, I decided to start a blog.
I was still grieving the loss of my dog Shadow. And I was bringing a new puppy into my life. You know her as Honey.
I couldn’t bear the thought of living my life with another dog without making a record of our time together. A blog seemed like the perfect way to honor Shadow’s memory—until a few days ago, her picture graced the header of this blog. And to reflect on life with my new dog.
Those of you who blog know what those early months feel like. You pour your thoughts and feelings into your posts and wonder if anyone is reading them but you.
Eventually I started getting comments. This was one of my earliest:
“Just found your blog today through the Saturday Blog Hop. I clicked because I loved the name—and the blog is great too. Keep up the good work.”
That early comment was by Edie Jarolim, a professional writer who blogged at Will My Dog Hate Me, the guilt-free zone for good dog owners (isn’t that an awesome tagline?). She was the first person to recognize the inspiration for the name of my blog (this and this).
It was the first time Edie gave much-needed encouragement but not the last. I was gratified when she recommended me to follow her as the Pet Travel Contributor at A Traveler’s Library. I don’t think she ever knew how much it meant to me that such a wonderful writer felt I was capable of following in her footsteps.
The newspaper ad said that a local veterinarian would be talking about pet hospice care at the library. I had never heard of hospice care for pets but it sounded like a wonderful idea to me.
I wanted to learn more.
Listening to the doctor talk was very emotional for me. It took me back to the deaths of my first three dogs. And it gave me a new framework for thinking about end of life care in a whole new way.
The speaker said that the major concern when planning end of life care for our pets should be, “What does it do for our bond?” If an action stresses our relationship, maybe it’s not worth doing. And if it builds that relationship, even if it’s at the very end, that’s a wonderful thing.
I processed what I learned in Strengthening the Bond With Your Animal – Pet Hospice. When I hit publish, I felt shattered. But then I started getting wonderful, caring comments.
The first one was from Edie Jarolim. She told me about a friend whose dog received care from a hospice vet. And because we all recognize that our dogs will live much shorter lives than we expect to, Edie shared her thoughts on helping Frankie when his time came.
It’s a wonderful pet caregiver who faces hard truths early to give herself the best chance of doing the best for her dog in the future.
Edie started a new project. After discovering that her great uncle owned a kosher butcher shop in the same building where Sigmund Freud saw patients, she started the blog Freud’s Butcher.
I didn’t see Edie around dog blog circles anymore. Her research into her family history took her in new directions. But I put her new blog in my feed reader and enjoyed reading about her discoveries which she wrote about in her usual engaging style.
Offline, Edie’s terrier, Frankie, required a bit of care. He was diabetic and needed regular shots of insulin. Then he developed canine cognitive dysfunction—some call it doggie Alzheimer’s.
She came back to Will My Dog Hate Me to share information that might help others caring for a senior dog. And to bounce ideas off other dog people. But really, when things with Frankie were hard, she wanted to hang with people who understood what she was going through.
When Edie launched Operation Spoil Frankie after her own consultation with a hospice vet, she was surrounded and supported , virtually, by everyone in blogville who had come to know and love her.
And when Frankie passed, Edie looked for a way to help someone else, even in the middle of her grief.
How does knowing these 3 stories about Edie help dogs?
Edie Jarolim has touched a lot of people in the dog blogging community. Many of you reading this now probably have similar stories about how she has encouraged or helped you. And if you do, I hope you’ll share them along with what I’m going to tell you next.
Because it’s time for all the good karma Edie has built up to make a difference in the lives of senior dogs.
Edie has found a wonderful way to give back. She writes about it at Frankie’s Fund: Give Every Dog a Great Sendoff.
Edie has started Frankie’s Fund at Grey Muzzles to raise money to help senior dogs receive hospice help when needed. Grey Muzzles provides support to organizations all over the country who help homeless senior dogs.
Can you imagine what a gift it is for a senior dog who, after losing her home through no fault of her own, finds herself in a loving home for the rest of her days? And even if this dog has medical issues, there’s help to pay for the care she needs?
Edie wants to raise $5,000 by Christmas. Which should be easy if everyone who has been touched by knowing Edie and Frankie gives and spreads the word. And maybe a few of you who aren’t lucky enough to know Edie recognize a great cause when you see one.
Here’s how you can help:
I’m heading over to the Grey Muzzles donation page now. Won’t you join me too?
Your Turn: Have you been touched by an experience with a senior dog?
I love looking for gifts. But I hate shopping.
That’s why I spend weeks trying to think of just the right gifts before stepping foot in a store. And sometimes I make gifts so I don’t need to shop.
If you’re a thoughtful gift giver, check out my list of unusual gift ideas for dogs and the people who love them. And because it’s Cyber-Monday, you can find all of them online.
Framed Dog Blueprint – Who wouldn’t want one? Even though, as my architect husband likes to point out, you couldn’t possibly build a dog from these drawings.
Pawprint Nail Decals - Adorable. Plus they’re non-toxic and made in the U.S.
Quick-Stitch Bolster Dog Bed - Have you seen those bolstered dog beds that cost over $100? Why not get out the sewing machine and make one for a fraction of the price of buying one? (F)
Garnet dangle earrings, ‘Pampered Puppy Dog’ - Sterling silver, made in Mexico, and Fair Trade. They’d be pretty wonderful even if they weren’t so cute. (affiliate)
DIY “Grippy” Dog Walking Gloves - You know how when you’re walking your dog in the winter, he stops to leave a little present and you have to take off your gloves to scoop? Oh, and by the time you’ve finished, you’ve dropped one glove and can’t find it? Yeah, I hate it too. I hope someone makes me a pair of these grippy dog walking gloves from Kol’s Notes. Hint, hint. (F)
I Like Big Mutts T-Shirt - I like big mutts and I cannot lie. And I’m not lying when I tell you a portion of every sale helps animal rescue.
Dieting With My Dog - Too many holiday parties? Maybe you should pick up a copy for yourself. And for help the entire year, check out The Dieting with my Dog Guide to Weight Loss and Maintenance. Follow up with Peggy’s regular fitness camps on her blog and you’ll be healthy in no time. (affiliate)
Zen Dog Garden Sculpture - Maybe the sight of a zen dog in the garden will keep Honey from digging?
Set of 4 Dog Soup Bowls - If these precious bowls with dog faces in the bottoms don’t get your kids to finish their pea soup, I don’t know what will.
Hand-Stamped Bronze Dog Tag - Your dog is special. Shouldn’t his tags reflect that he’s one of a kind?
No-Sew Dog Coat - Not only is this a cute little coat, it’s made from an old sweat shirt. I was so impressed by Kim’s clever pattern that I almost wished for a little dog of my own to try it for. (F)
Make a Dog Leash - Did you finally manage to teach your dog to walk without pulling? Why not celebrate with a fancy, homemade leash. Easy step-by-step instructions mean you can make one to coordinate with all your dog-walking outfits. (F)
It’s All Fun and Games Hat - It’s all fun and games until someone ends up in a cone.
Fair Trade Cotton Dog Bow Tie - Bow tie slips over leash and lets your dog look like the classy gentleman he is. (affiliate)
Carpeted Dog Steps - Is your pup finding it tough to get up on the bed or couch? These steps make climbing easy. Made in the U.S.
Colorful Fused Glass Dog Pendant - Made by Chilean artisans under Fair Trade standards and raising money for Animal Rescue. Everyone is a winner.
You Got Your New Dog Kit – Normally I’d think of this as a gimmicky gift. But they packed a clicker right in the box. A clicker! I would definitely get this for someone adopting a new dog.
10 Homemade Dog Treat Recipes - Something for every pup, no matter what kind of diet she’s on. (F)
Wild Soap Bar Shampoo Bar, Woof Wild Dog - Made in the U.S. from gentle ingredients for even the most sensitive pup. (affiliate)
Dog in the Noggin Hat - I don’t often wear knit caps because I don’t like messing up my hair. But that wouldn’t be a problem with this hat. You’d never want to take it off. Hand-knitted in Nepal with proceeds benefiting Animal Rescue.
Sugar’s Furry Friend - Is there anyone who doesn’t love Sugar the Golden Retriever? If there is, I don’t want to know him. Beautiful children’s story by one of the bloggers we all know and love. (affiliate)
What the Dog Ate - Once the kids are tucked in, it’s time for some grown-up time. And if What the Dog Ate is too adult, check out Rescue Me, Maybe, both by the writer who brings us Pooch Smooches. (affiliate)
Hand-Knit Dog Ornaments - I’m always on the look out for unbreakable ornaments with Miss Floofie Tail around. Aren’t these adorable?
Ceramic Pawprint Bracelet - Made in Peru under Fair Trade standards and proceeds benefit Animal Rescue. How can you not get one for everyone you know?
Mutt Malt Liquor Coasters - As the coaster says, never drink alone. And you don’t have to with this handsome boy under your pint.
Organic Bamboo Collar - Its purchase funds green projects. And when it wears out, the collar biodegrades.
Custom, Clay Dog Ornament - Get a hand crafted ornament that looks like your dog. Wouldn’t you rather see a replica of your dog in the tree than the dog?
Ceramic Buttons – Dogs Style - Hand made in South Africa, these unique buttons will make a special outfit stand out even more. (affiliate)
Old Sock Dog Toy - What else will you do with the socks that have a hole too big to patch or the orphan that came out of the dryer alone? You’ll never have to buy a tug toy again. (F)
Woof Woof Bandana - Even dogs who hate dressing up don’t mind wearing a bandana, especially when it’s as cute as this one.
Giant Mustache or Tongue Dog Toys – Your dog will love chewing on the hard rubber. You’ll love posting the silly pictures online.
Pup Pies – Looking to share a special holiday treat? These yummies are made in New York from human-grade ingredients.
Fair Trade Pet Feeding Mat - One side is batik, the other is plastic to keep water from soaking your floors. (affiliate)
Dog is Good Ceramic Bowl – Will the halo on the dog inspire your pup to good behavior? Who cares? It’s just adorable.
Terra Cotta Dog Ornaments – Made by women artisans in Bangladesh and cute as can be.
ORE Pet Recycled Rubber Pet Placemat Big Bone – Made from recycled rubber, protects your floor from sloppy eaters, and looks sweet too. (affiliate)
Am I Boring My Dog: And 99 Other Things Every Dog Wishes You Knew – I’ve bought this book as a gift and I had my library buy a copy. It’s the first time I laughed out loud reading a dog owner’s guide and still managed to learn something. Frankie, who inspired Edie to write the book, is no longer with us. But I still love to see his bemused expression in the book’s video. (Affiliate)
Some of my gifts are fair trade, meaning the artisans who make them earn a living wage. Others are made from recycled materials. Many are made in the U.S. A few of them benefit charitable causes. And others are free to cheap things you can make yourself (they’re marked with an F for free or frugal).
If you care enough about someone to buy them a gift, share that care with your community by letting your values drive your shopping.
And always remember that the best gift are usually those that don’t cost a dime.
The Pet Blogger’s Gift Exchange is a chance to give compliments, encouragement, and link love to a fellow pet blogger.
Most of the people who signed up by December 1 have received their match and can link to their posts here.
If you haven’t signed up and want to, fill out the Rafflecopter here or at my co-host’s site here. And if you have any trouble with the Rafflecopter (sorry to say it’s a little glitchy at times), send me an email with links to your blog and all your blog’s social media sites. I’ll get you matched up as soon as I have someone to pair you with.
Happy Gift Giving!
Your Turn: Do you enjoy giving gifts? Or do you find it a nuisance? Does your pet give gifts to you?
How do you pick the best gifts?
By thinking about what would make the person getting the gift the most happy.
And usually, it’s not expensive toys that make the best presents. But the thoughtful gift that tells someone that the gift giver really understands them.
Everyone who has signed up so far has been paired with another blogger at random. Any time during the month of December, they will do something to celebrate their fellow blogger. And post a link to their post or other activity here.
If this is the first time you’re hearing about this, you can still sign up until December 20.
So what are you waiting for? Show a little love to your fellow blogger.
And if you’re cheering from the sidelines, here’s a cute pup whose person knew just what to get him for Christmas.
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I was young. I was stupid. I was afraid to ask questions.
And my dogs paid the price.
But one experience with a bad vet did teach me how to take better care of my dogs.
I adopted my first dogs, Agatha and Christie, from the Philadelphia SPCA. They were about 4 months old.
Back in the early 1990s, no one spayed or neutered young puppies. The general practice was to wait until they were at least 6 months old.
For the SPCA, it was a gamble. They wanted the dogs to be older before having the surgery. But what if careless owners didn’t follow through? Or what if they waited too long and their dog produced an unexpected litter?
The SPCA sent me home with a voucher to spay each of the girls for free. I also got a list of the Philadelphia vets who would do the free surgery. One was a few blocks from my house. So when Agatha and Christie were six months old, we took them to the West Philly vet.
The vet had a pet care radio program. He was in the neighborhood. And he was on the SPCA’s referral list. What could go wrong?
The office smelled. And I’m not talking about antiseptic and cleaning fluids. It smelled like animals.
The office was in an old house. Every floor in the waiting area was carpeted, never a good sign.
My misgivings about the office were forgotten somewhat when I met the vet. He was very gentle with Agatha and Christie and had a good dog bed manner.
We arranged a date with the office manager to bring Agatha and Christie back for their surgery. We did not feed them, per the instructions, for 12 hours before they came in. I planned to pick them up the next day after they came out of anesthesia. And that was the last positive interaction I had with this vet office.
As I had been told, I came to pick up Agatha and Christie following their surgery. But they weren’t ready.
The office manager told me the vet didn’t have time to do the surgery but that he’d do it the next day if I just left the dogs one more night. And I did.
See? I told you I was stupid.
I did wonder if the girls had eaten after fasting for the surgery that didn’t happen. But I told myself that someone must have given them something to eat when it became obvious the vet wouldn’t do the surgery.
I came back the next day to pick up Agatha and Christie and was told the vet did not have time to do the surgery yet again. But if I left them one more night, I could pick them up the next day.
Did I tell you I was really stupid? Because I yelled at the office manager about my poor, starving dogs waiting to be spayed. But I left them one more night. Ugh. I hate myself just thinking of it.
The next time, the dogs were waiting for me and ready to go home. If by ready to go home, you mean with their fur soaked in urine and covered with fleas.
The spaying was free. But it cost me a fortune.
At the time, I lived in an enormous, three-story, six bedroom duplex. It wasn’t long before fleas were everywhere. I had to bomb the house several times. Flea treatments don’t kill flea eggs. So every treatment must be repeated each time eggs hatch.
I vacuumed every day, throwing out the vacuum bag.
Agatha looked good. But Christie had a seeping wound at her surgical incision.
I asked a few of my neighbors for the name of a good vet and found one in Center City Philadelphia. They were hard to get to. I had to park in a nearby garage, take Christie for her first elevator ride, and walk several blocks to the vet. But the doctor was highly recommended.
The vet suggested exploratory surgery to see what was preventing Christie’s incision from healing. When I picked her up after her surgery (exactly as scheduled and flea-free), the vet presented me with the metal sutures the bad vet had used to close her wound.
With the nasty metal sutures gone, Christie healed quickly and never had any other problems.
Because I had never been responsible for caring for an animal before, I didn’t know what to expect.
You could argue that I should have listened to what my heart knew was wrong and you’d be right. But I’ve always been slow to listen to emotional cues.
Luckily, I’ve only had good vets to learn from since then.
Not only have I gotten excellent care for my dogs over the years, I’ve felt listened to and supported by my vets.
Some of the good vet practices included:
I’ve had five good vets since that first bad one. And I’ve never had a moment where I felt my dogs weren’t getting good care.
Did you see the 20/20 exposé on vet care?
No, I’m not going to link to it. It was shoddy work that didn’t even deserve to be called journalism.
It was created to get a ratings buzz. And if it succeeded, it has the potential to drive even more thoughtless people away from getting appropriate vet care for their animals.
But it has created some terrific discussions online. Dr. Marty Becker reacted with hurt and anger over having less than two minutes of his 90 minute interview with ABC News (and I use that word under protest) being used to support the show’s premise, that vets are recommending treatments dogs don’t need to make more money.
And I’ve gotten a strong response to my post on Facebook about the Secret Confessions of a Veterinarian.
Although I have used alternative treatments for my dogs, I’m not a fan of Dr. Andrew Jones, the centerpiece of the 20/20 interview. The show implies that he lost his vet license for refusing to up sell vet services. I have read that he lost his license for improper ethics in marketing “insider secrets” for pet care. The veterinary board’s investigation of Dr. Jones is no longer available online so I could not confirm that. But the huge sales page for his two websites tempts me to lump him in with diet plans and get rich quick schemes.
But I’m glad people are talking about vet care. What is good vet care? What is bad vet care?
I’m still very ashamed that I didn’t advocate better for my dogs when I met my first (and hopefully only bad vet).
But I learned lessons that have made me a better caregiver for my dogs.
And when you find a good vet, sing her praises, bake her cookies, and pay your bills on time. Because you don’t want to know how much a bad vet will cost you (or your dogs).
Your Turn: Do you have a bad vet story? Have you met vets that you felt were more concerned with making a profit than caring for your animals? Or have you found vets that give good and compassionate care?
It’s not too late to enter the Pet Blogger’s Gift Exchange. I’ll be matching bloggers this weekend to give each other compliments, encouragement, and link love any time in the month of December. Sign up today.
photo credit: (Flea prayer) Pacdog via photopin cc
We’re going off-leash for Follow Up Friday. Thank you, Jodi of Heart Like a Dog, for giving us the chance to get caught up on a busy week.
I’m trying to learn from Honey how to kill Little Miss Perfect. You know. That little voice inside your head that tells you nothing but perfect is ever good enough?
Luckily, I have wise readers to learn from as well.
Jodi wrote: “I have really learned to love Delilah’s imperfections, they are what make her such a unique and remarkable dog…. I truly am lucky because I believe she makes me a better person.”
Well put, Jodi. If only we could always be the person our dogs make us at our best.
Taryn shared a quote: “A clean house is the sign of a wasted life.”
I’ve found my new motto.
And I’ll let Jan have the last word: “Several years ago I managed to reach perfection for both me and my dogs by simply lowering my standards.”
Somehow Jan manages to put into one short sentence what it took me hundreds of words to say much less well. I love my readers.
Honey shared a few things she’s thankful for this Thanksgiving season. I’m thankful to read the comments from loving people who give wonderful homes to their dogs. I smiled with every comment I read.
For two years, one post has gotten more traffic than any other.
But no, my most popular post ever has been 10 Things Your Dog is Most Thankful For. Maybe there’s hope for the world yet.
When I’m just thinking of the wonderful people I’ve “met” in the 3+ years I’ve been writing Something Wagging This Way Comes, I call them smart, caring, and funny.
Such a stunning combination of awesomeness needs a name. So I polled you to find out what you would like me to call you.
We ended in a tie between S’Waggers and Wag-Alongs.
As the official tie-breaker, I cast my vote for S’Waggers. Cuz you have some serious swag—the swag of smarts and confidence and fun. But if you want to call yourself Wag-Alongs, Waginators, or anything else, you go right ahead.
Honey and I are happy to see you no matter what you like to call yourself.
Hope everyone enjoyed the first night of the Festival of Lights. It’s not too late to buy a great gift for the Hanukkah-celebrating dog or dog lover in your life.
Some of my gift suggestions are free or frugal and would do just as well for Christmas, birthdays, or gotcha days. And stop back on Cyber-Monday for my gift guide for dogs and the people who love them.
As of today, we have almost as many people signed up to exchange compliments, encouragement, and link love through the Pet Blogger’s Gift Exchange as we did by the end of last year’s event.
I want to thank my co-host, Pup Fan of I Still Want More Puppies and everyone who has signed up already and is spreading the word.
I’ll be matching up bloggers at random this Sunday and sending out emails so you can start raining gifts of praise and encouragement on your partner.
It’s not to late to join the fun. Here’s what you have to do.
Everyone who enters will have a chance to win a piece of hand crafted, fabric art from an indigenous Panamanian craftsperson.
So enter now, S’Waggers. Don’t wait.
In the thousands of words I’ve written since then, I’ve never come close to beating the views for my most popular post.
Is it some thoughtful, personal reflection? A heart-felt plea for an animal welfare issue?
No, it’s 10 Things Your Dog is Most Thankful For. Go. See what all the fuss is about. I’ll wait.
Yeah, I don’t understand it either.
Want to see someone’s head explode? Use the terms “pack leader” or “dominant” at a clicker training convention.
But is every person who worries about his dog dominating him really a bully?
Honey’s breeder taught us a lot.
We had long discussions about genetics and breeding for health and temperament. We learned about grooming. And we how important it was to raise Honey so she didn’t dominate us.
We had to teach Honey how to be a submissive pack member. The breeder showed us how.
Yeah, that puppy looked really traumatized by his treatment.
I’ll admit it. The first time I heard Mr. and Mrs. Breeder talk about pack leadership and dominance, my teeth set on edge. I started spoiling for a fight.
But then I settled down and watched.
These people knew their dogs. They saw their soft temperament and knew that any rough treatment would damage these sweet spirits. And they knew that the best way to raise a happy dog was to provide a safe environment for her to explore new things as a puppy.
After a while, I figured that as long as the breeders were gentle trainers who cared appropriately for their dogs, I didn’t have much of an argument with their referencing outdated science and bad terminology.
The truth is, we rely on bad science every day. How recently have you heard the following:
It’s all bogus. But I can’t persuade my friend that her foster kids won’t die of pneumonia because they take off their jackets to play in the winter.
I know there are jerks who strangle their dogs and flip them over hard on their backs in an attempt to make them submissive. If I didn’t know it would end worse for the dog, I’d wish those owners would get bitten. Luckily, I don’t meet many of them.
But I see lots of loving dog people who spout crazy talk about eating before their dogs, walking through door ways first, and making their dog move off the couch in the name of being a strong pack leader.
And I don’t care. The dog certainly doesn’t care. He may think his person is being weird. But it probably won’t affect his behavior.
Alright, I do care. But I’m not going to fight about it. That just makes people defensive and stubborn.
I might, however, toss off a little remark about how the scientist who originally brought the pack leadership theory of wolves to our attention has updated his research. He believes wolf packs are more like families. And maybe that’s true for dogs too.
If my guess is right, that’s information a lot of “dominant” dog owners who love their dogs very much would be happy to know. Because I bet not every person who thinks they have to be a dominant pack leader wants to bully his dog.
Your Turn: Do believe it’s important to correct every dog training mistake? Or are you willing to judge actions before words?
Honey has a lot of admirers on our walks.
It could be easy to hate Little Miss Perfect.
It’s a good thing she isn’t.
Honey is a soft, gentle, and sweet girl. Except when she isn’t.
She “demand barks” for dinner or a walk. She pulls on the leash when we walk in the direction of her favorite park. You see no signs of her Canine Good Citizen status when certain people come to visit. And she nearly destroyed our newly renovated bathroom with a misplaced tooth puncture.
Honey is not perfect. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Luckily, I’m not perfect either. And I’m starting to feel better about that.
I used to feel devastated when I wasn’t perfect. As you can imagine, I felt devastated a lot.
I won’t bore you with the long list. But one that caused me the most shame was my bad housekeeping.
I knew my house should always be clean. I just couldn’t do it.
I’d think about inviting people for dinner or having a small party. But I had no hope of ever getting the house clean enough to warrant having company.
So what was going on?
I’m not entirely sure. But I knew that telling myself that I couldn’t do something I wanted to do because my house wasn’t perfect was stupid. So I worked on caring less about perfection.
I started with inviting people in and apologizing for the messy house. Now I offer an open invitation to anyone who wants to drop in at any time without warning.
I’ve stopped caring that my house isn’t perfect. And I’m happy that it’s welcoming.
You know what the crazy thing is? Since I stopped caring if my house was perfect, I’ve kept it much neater.
Sure, you’ll see dust on the furniture and golden tumbleweeds rolling away when the heat turns on. But the tables and furniture are uncluttered and there’s plenty of room to serve someone a cup of tea.
Lots of women are possessed by a demon called Little Miss Perfect. I see her influence on Pinterest boards showing thigh gaps (no, the healthy human is not meant to have a gap between her thighs). She pops up when an at-home parent feels ashamed she’s not on a career track. And she leaps out at women who don’t want to raise children but feel guilty for disappointing their parents.
Little Miss Perfect is an a$$hole. Kill her. Kill her dead. And then run over her corpse with a tractor trailer. Or two tractor trailers with a kick-a$$ action hero doing a split in between them.
Have I taken my own advice? Not quite. But I hear Little Miss Perfect coughing. It’s only a matter of time before the walking pneumonia gets her.
It may take years for me to take her out. But I have a feeling that when I do, I’ll be much happier.
It’s nice to get compliments from strangers on Honey’s behavior. But if she was perfect all the time, she’d be just like any other perfect dog.
It makes me laugh that her squeaky toy makes her so happy, even if I’m trying to have a serious conversation. It irritates the heck out of me when Honey stands at the back door staring at me but refuses to come inside. But it did give me something to write about on the blog. And it has gotten me to do door training with her.
In the end, it’s not the perfect part of Honey I love the most. It’s the imperfect parts. They’re what make her special.
And if it’s true for her, maybe it’s true for me too. What’s good for the dog is also good for me.
Your Turn: Do you love your dog’s imperfections? How about your own?
Have you signed up for the Pet Blogger’s Gift Exchange yet? Don’t miss out on the fun of sharing compliments, encouragement and link love with fellow pet bloggers.