Finn

Not The Best Decision

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Finn

Did you ever have a day that didn’t go so well? I did. Yesterday things started out fine. Me and Journey were having a good old time running and romping.

Mom let us in the big front yard, which is our favorite place. It has a low muddy spot along the fence where Journey likes to hide her old bones.

On this particular day Journey dug up a real stinky bone and wouldn’t let me near it. I got frustrated so I started digging next to her kicking mud and grass all over her.

The more I dug the more she teased me. The more she teased me the madder I got.

I dug so deep I could finally wallow in the squishy, stinky mud. It was wonderful.

After a while Mom came to check on us. I heard her whistle and went running to greet her. Journey quick hid her bone and then came running up behind me.

Usually when Mom calls and we come she acts all excited and praises us like we just did something really special. This time her voice sounded different.

She slipped us a treat for coming but then real quick snapped a leash on my collar. Journey got another treat and settled down in her crate.

Mom still had her treat bag so I figured we were going to do some training. Wrong! We were headed to the bath tub.

Mom asked me politely to jump in the tub. I looked at her like she was crazy, but she enticed me with a whole handful of treats so I reluctantly climbed in.

I was feeling pretty sorry for myself and even the warm water didn’t make things any better.

Mom worked on me for a long time. Apparently mud gets stuck tight to us long haired dogs. That doesn’t explain why the mud stuck to my short haired snout like glue.

Finally it was over. I got a good rub down, rolled around on the rug, then went into my crate for a bone.

Do you know what the reward is for taking a bath? You get to come in the house and hang out with your people. So I climbed up on my favorite bunk and took a snooze. Notice the clean snout……

 

 

Journey

Beyond The Grave

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Ash

Me and Finn promised Mom we would get BarkingProse going again. So I started looking through some of the earlier barks and I found one that Ash wrote before he got sick.

I’m not sure why he never published it, but it was just sitting in the box of draft barks waiting for him to make the final edits.

Ash did most of the barks for BarkingProse. He was thoughtful and silly and always had something to say.

At first I didn’t know what to do with his last bark. Then I remembered that famous people get their stuff published after they’re gone so why not Ash? This is what Ash wrote just before he died. He picked the pictures too.

Asher’s Last Bark

I was deep into my favorite dream. Whimpering and kicking, I was running through the ravine chasing coyotes and having myself a good old time.

All of a sudden I felt Codie’s spirit. “Codie!” I shouted, but my bark was hardly louder than a whisper.

“I’m right here, Ash,” Codie said. “There’s no need to shout.”

I burst into tears and ran to her. Blubbering like a fool I told her about all the dogs we’d lost and how much my heart ached to see them all again.

“They’re not lost, Ash,” Codie said. “They’re in your heart and mind. They’re beautiful memories in your soul.”

“But….” I couldn’t even get the words out before Codie interrupted me.

“Ash, I know you miss me and the other dogs. But when you really need me I will come to you. It won’t be all that long before we’re together again,” Codie said.

Then I woke up remembering the dream like it had been real. Maybe it was.

Me and Journey have each other and we have a neighbor dog we hang with. But I long for the way it used to be. I long for a worn out mutt like Nellie,  I long for my girlfriend, Tess. I long for Codie, the dog who raised me.

A few years ago we had the best four-pack. I was the easy going top dog, Tess ran the pack, Jack did whatever he was told, and sweet Nellie was just grateful to have a home.

Mom used to take us joy riding. That meant a nice long ride in the car followed by a special treat somewhere. We were so happy.

The Pack

After Nellie and Jack crossed over, we added Mama and Shiloh to our pack. It wasn’t quite the same but we had some wonderful times together. Then they were all gone except for me and Journey.

It’s a good life. Journey goes to school once a week and I get lots of walks with mom. But deep down I feel like something’s missing.

I feel like part of my heart is on the other side of the bridge. I feel like I need to find my old pack again.

I know it will be hard on Journey when I leave her. But Mom will find her a pal and they’ll have good times too.

There’s more to say but right now I can’t find the words. Maybe I’ll do the crazy chase with Journey and come back to this bark when my head is clear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finn

I Am Finn

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Finn

I am Finn, the newest member of our pack. I carry the blood lines of Asher, our founder. I was conceived within days of Asher’s death.

Ash gave up his body so I could go to Asherpark. He was too young to die but he was summoned, and I was born to take his place at Asherpark.

Though I’m still a puppy, I am an old soul. I was born knowing what Asher knew. It’s as if his soul was transfused into mine and I instantly understood what it had taken Ash eleven years to learn.

Though I know more than I should at my age, I struggle to be brave like Ash. Perhaps that will come with age and experience, but for now I’m happy to follow Journey and feel safe in her presence.

Journey and Finn

After Ash died Journey needed me. She was so lonely. Journey spent her time hunting moles and rats. She honed her skills and caught quite a few varmints, but she was still lonely.

Now that I’m at Asherpark Journey and I have to up our game and bring BarkingProse back to life.

Journey is doing some fun stuff she can bark about. She’s been learning nose work and soon can take her first test.

I’m in my second obedience class and get lots of praise for being calm and listening to mom. When I graduate I will get to take outdoor classes and go fun places.

That’s all I have to say for now. My puppy brain is tired so I think Journey and I will go chase the rabbits.

Finn