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.
I crossed the rainbow bridge early this week when my physical body failed me. My people wept as they wished me godspeed. I was already focused on the road ahead, so I barely noticed the vet who so gently helped me on my way. I had been in ill health for several months. I...
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I arrived at Asherpark in January 2010 straight from the joint, an aging ex-con suddenly given a second chance at life thanks to Old Dog Haven. My new family chose me because they thought with my dark and brooding looks, no one else would want me. If you’ve read the early barks about me,...
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I’ve been compared to Humphrey Bogart because of my dark and brooding looks. Someone once said I looked like an old fedora. No matter how I feel inside my face seems locked in a deep sorrowful gaze. People worry about me because I always look so sad. It’s true that I used to be...
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Few people think I’m handsome. Ash says I have dark and brooding good looks, but I lack confidence and tend to hang back in a crowd. People notice the flashy twins and little Nellie before they see me standing in the background. Once people get to know me, they like me. I’m affectionate in...
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I was so excited. My special friend Liz came to see me last week. Liz has sponsored me through Old Dog Haven and she sends me treats to share with the other house mutts. Ash tried to prep me for when I first met Liz. He told me I should walk right up and...
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I’m so proud of Ash. He just turned six a week ago, but he has an old soul. What he did for Nellie on Valentine’s Day was really special. Early on Valentine’s Day Ash woke up to hear Nellie crying. He asked her what was wrong, and for the first time since she came...
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I can’t explain it. I’m so embarrassed. Sometimes I just feel the need to leave my mark in the house. When I first arrived at Asherpark I marked dozens of times. Every corner of the couch, bed, and table. Along the walls in the hallway. The little table in the living room. The duvet...
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I didn’t get to go so I was a little miffed. Mom explained that she was taking Jack and Nellie to the eye doctor so me and Tess had to stay home. Jack goes to the eye doctor once a year. He has a dry eye condition and has to take drops every night....
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I’m old and worn out. I’m the color of asphalt. I rarely smile and when I do I look silly. I lack confidence. Why would anyone like me? I’m not an extrovert like Ash. I’m not pretty like Tess. I’m not cute and vulnerable like Nellie. I have no sense of adventure. I have...
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Before I came to Asherpark I spent a lot of time hungry. You can see my ribs in my mug shot from the slammer. It didn’t take me long at Asherpark to put on a few pounds. Next thing I knew mom said I had to watch my weight. I was willing to do...
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