Category: Spirit Dogs

Jackpot

Yesterday we were looking at the Old Dog Haven site. Jack’s picture is in the Final Refuge section. There’s a write-up about him. Jack just got posted a few weeks ago and already there are SIX different people sponsoring him. I showed…

We’re Sad

Last Sunday we had another dog party. Our friends brought King and Julia to play. Julia is a greyhound. She was born to race but our friends rescued her and now she has a great life. King was rescued too.…

Of Dogs and Goats

Remember I’ve been barking about the party we had?  Well there’s a lot more to bark about. Some people brought their own dog pack – three lady Labradors. My mom says they’re no ladies, but they are girl dogs. Their…

Jack’s Eyes

See how Jack’s eyes look? His eyes are kinda weird. That made us worry maybe he couldn’t see very well. Our regular vet said Jack has dry eyes. So Old Dog Haven paid for Jack to see an eye doctor in…

River Ran Through

See River? He’s bigger than he was a few weeks ago. He came to a dog party we had on Sunday. There we so many dogs we had to count em to make sure nobody got lost. There were NINE…

Party Time

Yesterday we had a party. Well, sort of. See the yellow dog sitting behind the big guy? Her name is Frieda. She belongs to our good friends. She was in day care with my people when she was a puppy.…

My Feelings

I asked Ash if I could write the DailyBark for today. I told him I had some things I wanted to bark about. Ash said that was fine with him. He wants me to bark more anyway. I had a…

We’re Mad

Tess is not happy. See her giving mom the stink eye? She had a bath today and she thinks she’s being picked on. I tried to tell her that us guys had our baths last week. You’d think a little…

Family Fun

Next month I’m going to see my brother Zag. I always have a good time with Zag. Here’s our picture when we played the mouth game. It’s a fun game but you have to be a little careful or somebody…

Leave It

Sit. Stay. Down. Come. Wait. No. Off. Leave it. Whose idea is that? Here I am looking at my ball. It’s my favorite thing in the world, but I’ve been told to “leave it.” Why? Because my mom thinks it’s…