Did you ever want something so bad you couldn’t even talk about it? Just thinking about it made your heart ache? Since Mama and Shiloh showed up three years ago all I ever wanted was for us to get along as a pack. When you’re a pack you move together, you think the same...
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You can rest assured it wasn’t my idea to go to dog school. I was willing to ride along when Journey went to puppy class but that’s as close to school as I wanted to get. While Journey struggled through her classes, I’d sleep in the car. Afterwards me and mom would take a...
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It’s hard to know where to begin. Me and mom have been so busy teaching Journey and taking care of Shiloh, we haven’t had time to write. Maybe that’s not the whole truth. We were busy, yes, but mostly we were living in the moment and not taking the time to think about our...
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Everyone says I have a pretty face. I guess so. I have dark brown eyes that betray my feelings. My cream color makes me stand out in a crowd. Beauty is as beauty does. How a mutt looks doesn’t matter as much as what a mutt does. Mom says my spirit is pure. I’m...
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It seems fitting that my life should end in autumn. Dogs are born, dogs die. I’ve lived my life, now it’s time for Journey to live hers. I’m not sad to have reached the end of my life. I’d like to live longer because I’m happy now, but it’s ok. You can’t have everything...
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It’s only since I’ve been at Asherpark that I’ve thought much about my life and the strange twists and turns it has taken. When I was younger and with my mother, I lived day to day hoping for something to eat and water to drink. Many days we had neither. During the dark times...
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I hate to rain on Asher’s parade, but the addition of Journey to our pack is quite unfortunate. It’s true she’s cute as a bug and looks so much like Asher that all I see is two blue blurs racing around after each other. But for heaven’s sake. I spent my first two years...
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For weeks we’ve been waiting for my puppy to get old enough to leave her home and come to Asherpark. She was born at Chandrea Farms in eastern Washington, same place I was born. Her father is my stepbrother, so I guess that makes me her half uncle. When the day finally came to...
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I was so excited when mom told me my puppy is a blue merle female. That means she looks like me and everyone will know she is MY puppy. “What are we going to name her?” I practically shouted in excitement. For a few moments mom didn’t answer. She stared at me like she...
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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 was my best friend. I taught her how to play. She taught me how...
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