Asherpark is a sacred place where puppies grow up happy, wounded dogs regain their joy, and the people who care for them are reminded daily that love has no limitations.
Named for Asher, a very special Australian Shepherd, Asherpark has been home to many dogs – some chosen at birth, others rescued from abuse and neglect.
Asher
With Asher nervous dogs became calm, serious dogs playful, and wounded dogs learned how to trust again.
Ash died too young. His body betrayed him but his spirit stayed strong. As he took his last breath Ash licked everyone good-bye and stepped bravely into the great beyond.
With Ash as our inspiration we continue his work through BarkingProse – so all dogs can have their say.
For weeks we’ve been waiting for my puppy to get old enough to leave her home and come to Asherpark. She was born at Chandrea Farms in eastern Washington, same place I was born. Her father is my stepbrother, so I guess that makes me her half uncle. When the day finally came to...
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I was so excited when mom told me my puppy is a blue merle female. That means she looks like me and everyone will know she is MY puppy. “What are we going to name her?” I practically shouted in excitement. For a few moments mom didn’t answer. She stared at me like she...
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She was everything to me. I loved her without reservation. She was my alter ego, my true soulmate. Mom called us the evil twins, and we were. Tess could do no wrong in my eyes. She had my back. She was my best friend. I taught her how to play. She taught me how...
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It’s hard to talk about what happened to our pack this year. We lost Mama in January, Tess in April, and little Shiloh is in a fight for her life. The day after Mama died we got the results from the biopsy on Shiloh. She has a malignant tumor in her anal gland and...
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It’s been two months since Tess died and my world turned upside down. It all came on so fast I hardly knew what was happening. I could see that Tess was slowing down but she was still full of herself and could play a mean game of bump and run. Mom kept asking Tess...
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It’s been almost two months since Mama left us. I miss her wild and quiet ways. She moved like a coyote and always had a far away look in her eyes. The day after Mama died we learned that Shiloh has a cancer that will take her life. How can that be? It’s like...
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Mama was special and wild. I think she was part coyote. She had strange ways but she was very gentle. For some reason Mama liked me and always sniffed me to make sure that I was okay. At first I thought it was kinda strange, but then I got used to it. We all...
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I’m not sure exactly what turned our barks silent. Maybe it was the constant stress of Tess wanting to kill Shiloh. Maybe it was because Mom was so disappointed how things turned out. Or maybe there just wasn’t a lot of fun stuff to bark about for a while. Me and mom knew we’d...
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Mom says I have a far away look in my eyes in this picture. I guess I do. The picture was taken right after Tess jumped Shiloh and mom got bit. Sometimes I wish I could make time go backwards. I would wind the clock back until it was just me and Codie at...
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You won’t believe what happened last night…..Shiloh and me spent fifteen minutes playing the mouth game and rough housing with each other. I know it’s hard to believe. I didn’t believe it at first myself. We had all just finished dinner. With a full belly I get a sudden burst of energy and usually...
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