This is the lovely Scarlett, who was adopted in September of 2005 from the New Hampshire SPCA. She was always really excited and delighted to see babies or kids on our walks, and I always told her someday I would get her a kid of her own. In May of 2008 I did just that, and Scarlett’s human sister Isabel came home. Since then Scar has taken everything an infant/baby/toddler, etc can dish out; this is not just because Isabel is a human vending machine as they obviously love each other a great deal. The way it turned out, the only ones more lucky than Scarlett are the members of her family, because she is the best dog ever.
The Photo Says It All. The caged critter is Gabby Pearl. The innocent bystander is Maizey.
“I love to help recycle” -Pepper
Pepper likes to help the world by picking up all empty bottles and taking them to the recycling bin (ie. her toy pile). After a little play time they end up in the real recycling bin.
“Even though my cataracts are bad, (I’m about 90% blind) I still wag my tail every time Mommy walks into the room!
Now throw my Ball!
<3 – Gaelin”
If she’s not ready to run when I am, I make her pay for it. Literally.
This is Milton. Milton’s “forever family” spotted him during his television debut on a show called Posh Pets Rescue—he had been found roaming 145th Street and Lexington Avenue. They met him, loved him, and brought him home. Now his brothers Louis and Russell can’t imagine a time when the little furball didn’t live with them! Milton is part of our Reverse Dog Shaming Contest. If you’d like to participate, feel free to submit your pet here. Order your dogshaming book here!!!
Sydney is a 10 year old beagle that loves car rides on warm days when she can let her ears fly free in the wind with the window down. On cold days, she finds a way to try to get the same rush. Note: Neither the heat or a/c were on in the car so there was nothing coming out of the vent! Silly dog!!
This is my dog Dora -previously featured on dogshaming, who I’m now proud to reverse shame.
In March of 2011, after an emergency splenectomy, Dora was diagnosed with hemangiosarcoma. The oncologist said that even with chemotherapy, Dora would likely only live 6 months, but we crossed our fingers, and said our prayers, and started her on a low-dose chemo protocol in order to give her the best life possible for as long as we could.
That was 30 months ago. And she’s still her wonderful, hoarding, food stealing, loving and adorable self, so if she wants to defy her diagnosis, I’m happy to reverse-shame her for it.
Molly ate our daughter’s favorite Duplo man. We hope he’s in a better place.
“We will always be happy to see you.” While these two have gotten into their fair share of mischief, one of my favourite things is being greeted by them whenever I get home.