It's been a great weekend with the new pup. He's getting along with Aria. My son, daughter, and her husband came over last night and he did well with them. He let out a small bark with my son, but then got with the program. That's the only time I've heard him bark. When Aria … Continue reading Winston Update →

The rescue people brought the boy over, and he gets along great with the Girl. So I adopted him. Meet Winston: He's a cool dog. What is it about male dogs that make them follow you around? He wants to be wherever I am. We'll see how it goes at bedtime. But so far he's … Continue reading Meet Winston →

The other day I decided to take a trip to Operation Kindness, a local no-kill shelter close by. I'd been surfing their site for some time and found a few likely candidates for a boyfren for Aria. I had two in mind. First up was Chai: What a sweet face! A year and a half … Continue reading Whelp…That went well. →

I can't believe I didn't write about this. A week or two after Jethro died, I woke up because Aria was howling. I wrote about it then. She still sleeps on the floor where his crate was. Always pointing where the door was. Man, I got to get her a new boyfren. I found this … Continue reading Mourning →

Now that all there is here is Aria, I've been spending more time with her alone, obviously. Her personality is so different than Jethro's. She's not anywhere near as protective as he was, unless you invade our space when we're walking. A friend came over, and she started barking. I told her to knock it … Continue reading She’s so different →

It's nearly two weeks since I lost the dude. I've come to grips with it. But there's still a hole in our hearts around here.

I've been getting up early in the mornings. Can't sleep. So I let Aria out, and slip into the spa to get my head right for the day. She may bark at the workers showing up at the house across the street, or the odd jogger, but generally does her thing, sniffing around, patrolling the … Continue reading Aria keeps it 3 for 3 with Possums →

Although it was sunny out today, it may as well be midnight to me, dark as my mood is. I had to put Jethro down this morning. It was a gut wrenching decision that has me overcome with grief and guilt. The Vet gave me the first "talk" Saturday. He said he's seen this before, … Continue reading A Dark Day →