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.
When I arrived in Seattle, Codie was not the least pleased to see me. She quickly nipped me and laid down the rules. I was not to bother her unless she invited me to play. I was not to bump her or roughhouse with her. I was most definitely NOT to get between her...
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By the time I came along Codie was thirteen. She was still young enough to get after me, but her crazy days of bump and run were behind her. Codie had a number of suitors as a young dog. Mom said Codie was a flirt and made it clear which boy dogs she liked....
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It’s been fun reading back through Codie’s journal. She had a special way of barking her thoughts. I wish Codie had started on her journal when she was younger, but she was busy living the life of a princess. Before she passed Codie told me she would help me write her story. I hope...
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Today is our first day barking about Codie. Mom and me have been talking about how to do this. Since Codie is gone, everybody knows how her story ends. She was born, she lived a good live, and she died. Codie lived for sixteen years. She started a journal just before she died. I’m...
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It is just as I planned. I fulfilled my promise to my godson, Asher. You may find it confusing, but it all makes perfect sense to me. Once upon a time I was the chosen dog, the only dog. I was a princess. All manner of love and treats were lavished on me....
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We had some fun snow here the past couple of days. Me, I love snow. Mom likes snow too. She says it’s magic. She wakes us up to play in the middle of the night. We run around outside and leave crazy patterns of paw prints everywhere. We had the big snow in 2009....
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I thought I saw a ghost. There was light and movement. My heart started racing. Not with fear but joy. Codie was back. Without her fur it takes me a few seconds to recognize her. She has been gone from us nearly two years. Two long years. She asked to see her spirit weight....
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Codie barked last night. Around 2am I heard the coyotes howling. At first I thought they were after the chickens, but for once I kept still and then I heard her. Codie slipped into the bedroom and whispered for me to be quiet. It was dark but I couldn’t see her anyway since she...
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Ash feels like he’s letting us down. Since Codie put it in his head that she would bark to him, he spends hours by the gate hoping to sense her presence. He tries real hard to be still so he can hear her silent barking. Ash has always been a busy dog so it’s...
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I like to remember Codie in her fur coat. She had thick curly hair and bright amber eyes. Mom used to call her Princess Amber Eyes. There are so many stories about Codie. That’s what happens when you are chosen by a forever family and you live to be sixteen. So many years together....
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