Category: Spirit Dogs

Big Time Decision

Since Nellie left us life has settled into an easy routine. We get mom up every morning at 4am sharp. If she doesn’t roll out of bed Tess and Jack mix it up and then Jack pisses in the corner.…

My Turn

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…

Nellie Came Home

Long before Nellie crossed the bridge, mom talked to us about what happens to our bodies when we don’t need them anymore. Mom explained that once our spirits cross the bridge, our days of wearing fur are over. She said…

Where’s Our Baby?

After Nellie joined our pack things felt balanced. There were two blue dogs, me and Nell. There were two old dogs, Nellie and Jack. Me and Tess were the two young dogs affectionately called the Evil Twins. How we moved…

It’s A Damn Shame

It feels like somebody ripped my heart out. Our sweet little Nellie got called across the bridge and we’re left here at Asherpark missing her terribly. Mom told us the day would come when Nellie would have to leave us.…

Farewell

It all happened so fast. I had a real nice day on Saturday. Mom hung out with me in the studio and we had some special quiet time together. Saturday night I ate another yummie meal with my favorite pumpkin…

Jack’s Big Adventure

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…

Christmas #2

Yippee!! I made it! Today is a big milestone for me. It marks my second Christmas at Asherpark and my one year anniversary of the day I was officially adopted into the pack. Last summer nobody thought I had a…

Double Trouble

Yesterday Tess did a long Bark about having her own person. Because she was a stray and spent time in the slammer, she has this insecurity about life. She worries when we get left home alone. She worries about fireworks…

Longing

If you read the DailyBark you know I don’t bark much. Well, I bark a lot in the house and I certainly bark at strangers, but I don’t do much formal barking. The reason I volunteered to do today’s Bark…