She was my one true love. Nobody can ever replace Tess in my heart. I loved everything about her: the good, the bad, and the silly. We were joined at the hip and heart. We did everything together except run…
Category: Tess
For Me
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…
Through My Tears
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…
My Final Day
The two days since my diagnosis flew by. My people never left my side and let me eat all manner of treats. For some reason my appetite did not fail me, so the treats were a welcome distraction. People came…
In My Own Words
By the time you read this I will be dead. I have only two days of life in my physical form remaining and much to do before I go. I always knew this day would come. I knew that at…
What’s Next?
When I don’t get my way, I tend to sulk. Mom says I have the most expressive face of all us dogs and I use it to my advantage. I can’t remember what had me looking so unhappy in this…
The Center of the Universe
If you’re wondering how come we don’t bark much at Asherpark anymore, you don’t have to look any farther than my big smiling face. It’s a long story, but basically me and mom are locked in a battle over who…
Relief
If you have been following The DailyBark, you know that I have had some female problems. I have been taking antibiotics for the past few days. I am not chewing myself as vigorously and am starting to feel better. This…
Indignities
I feel violated and I am not one bit happy! Perhaps everything was done with good intentions, but I did not appreciate the poking and prodding of my personal areas. For several years I have had intermittent bouts of chewing…
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…
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