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MEET SKIPPER

November 10, 2017 | 22 Comments

INHERITED LOVE

For some, the heartache of losing a beloved, animal companion is so severe they choose not to invite another into their home and their heart to avoid experiencing that kind of pain again.
Until, one day, along comes a cat or dog. That wasn’t exactly the case for Roy and his wife, Liz.

Skipper wasn’t just ‘a’ dog, and he didn’t just ‘come along’ one day.

Skipper had known Liz and Roy for many years; they were neighbours in a beautiful crescent, in a small town in Ontario, Canada. The town was so small that, when Skipper’s person Don first moved to the area, an employee at the local Lumberjack Sawmill suggested he contact Roy. Don was in need of some hardwood to patch a small area of floor in his new (old) house, and Roy had recently purchased the exact kind required by Don. The sawmill employee suggested Roy might have enough left over for Don’s minor repair.

Don called and introduced himself to Roy, and told him he had just moved into town and shared his new address. ‘Well,’ said Roy, ‘if you look out your window, you can probably see my house.’ Roy provided Don with enough wood to repair the small patch that had become rotten and over the next few months, the two men would say ‘hi’ when they saw each other walking their dogs around the park in the crescent. Eventually, Don would stop by Roy’s house for a visit.

Sadly, seven years ago Roy lost his best friend, Bob. The little Jack Russell Terrier went most places with his person. Bob and Roy were a well-known duo in the town and over the course of their relationship they had created lasting memories of their many adventures; the stories of which Roy is finally able to recount. Roy was devastated by the loss.

In the past couple of years, Don’s health had been declining. Roy would take Skipper for his walks, and when they returned to the house, he would feed Skipper and get marijuana drops out of the fridge for Don. During one visit Roy found Don attached to his IV and particularly upset.

I’m afraid I’m going to have to put my dog down; nobody can or will take him, in the family

Skipper’s stepdaughter has cats that aren’t happy in the company of dogs. There was also concern that if (at that time) fourteen-year-old Skipper was returned to the shelter, he would spend his final days there. Roy played back their time in the crescent. Seven years of Don and Skipper; walks around the park and the memories created between them. It was a painful reminder of his loss; although in this case, it was the man being taken from his dog.

You can’t do that Don; you just can’t do that!

A dying man, kill his dog? Roy lowers and shakes his head as he recalls the difficult conversation.
I couldn’t let that be….I couldn’t make him do that…..I couldn’t let him do that.

‘We’ll take him,’ Roy assured his friend.

During Don’s previous hospital stays, Skipper had become used to spending time with Liz and Roy. The idea of having him on a permanent basis was not so far fetched, and it would not be a huge adjustment. And so, when Don went into the hospital for the last time, Skipper moved to the other side of the crescent.

It is often said, the best tribute you can pay to an animal companion is to open your heart and home to another animal, in need. This beautiful act of kindness by Liz and Roy honours both Bob and Don.


The transition, it seems, was not without a few challenges. It did take Skipper a considerable amount of time to settle to sleep, and he does have anxiety-related issues. Skipper doesn’t like to be shut in anywhere and wears a belly band to prevent leaks during stressful situations. After a little more than a year, the three have adjusted well; he only wears his band when left alone and in new situations. Skipper is content to holiday in a local kennel when the retired couple is away but is very happy to see his people when they return. It is obvious that Skipper adores the couple.

Don’s family stop in to visit when they are in the area and bring treats for the little Schnauzer mix.

Liz says,

I wish that Don could see that Skipper is happy

Perhaps, he can! There was an incredible bond between Skipper and Don. So much so, the evening before Don passed, Skipper had an extremely restless night. Liz remembers saying to Roy ‘something must be happening.’ Soon after, they received the sad news that Don had passed.

Don enjoyed writing; he even authored a couple of books. His thoughts were penned in his journal. During his service, Don’s family shared the following passage:

Roy is taking my dog; I can go now.

 

Thank you, Liz, Roy & Skipper for sharing your story,

 

 

 

If you are part of or know of a rescue story, please contact us; we love to share happy tales!

 

Categories: HAPPY TALES & TRIBUTES Tagged: Friends, Happy Home, Love, Rescue, Trust

SARAH’S SUMMER BRIDAL SHOWER

July 12, 2016 | 35 Comments

IN ATTENDANCE, SOME SUPER-CUTE GUESTS

 

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The card that made her cry

 

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Categories: PHOTOGRAPHY Tagged: Celebrate, Friends, Happiness, Love

puppy steps

December 31, 2014 | Leave a Comment

OUR TOP 3 RESOLUTIONS FOR 2015!

RESOLUTIONS FOR THE NEW YEAR

1. Diet

2. Exercise

3. Reduce Stress

Stress reduction is among the top resolutions in researched polls. However, I may or may not have manipulated it into  the #3 position (blogger’s right).

FAILURE IS AN OPTION –  so is success!

Based upon (many) years of personal experience, I site the following two reasons for failed resolutions:

1. Lack of preparation

2. Setting unrealistic goals

3. The third reason and my favorite, from Kristi Hedges, leadership coach, speaker and author

We fail because we always expected to. We live up (or in this case down) to our own expectations. Then we can pull out all of our familiar excuses of being too busy, overwhelmed, or inadequate to face the challenge. It also plays into the cynical zeitgeist which supports the gravitational pull of the status quo.

TIPS FOR SUCCESS

1. Visualize and stay focused on your goals

2. Eliminate the pressure by giving yourself a realistic timeline to achieve your goals.  It doesn’t have to be all or nothing – remember the tortoise and the hare?!

3. Celebrate the small victories.  How many of you have been told ‘you are your own worst critic?’  Give yourself a pat on the back for the small successes.  Recognizing and overcoming a negative thought pattern may not seem like a big deal when in fact, it’s HUGE!

Join us throughout the month of January as we put our best paw forward and share tips on health and wellness for pets and their people.

Practice makes perfect.  Puppy Steps!

http://www.forbes.com/sites/work-in-progress/2012/01/03/why-your-new-years-resolution-will-fail-by-february-1/

I love resolutions #15 and #20, and some made me chuckle (#18) – thank you to the UK survey group for your honesty!http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/best-new-year-resolutions-top-2955595

This is a great list!
http://www.health.com/health/gallery/0,,20452233_11,00.html

http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/wired-success/201012/why-new-years-resolutions-fail

http://www.statisticbrain.com/new-years-resolution-statistics/

 

Categories: HEALTH & WELLNESS, OUR PACK Tagged: 2015, Beautiful, Best Friend, Celebrate, Dogs, Enjoy Life, Family, Friends, Fun, Happy, Heart, Holidays, Hope, Inspiration, Life, Love, New Year, Puppy

PARTY GUESTS

November 23, 2014 | Leave a Comment

Halloween Party Guests

Party Guests

Gus reminds me of our neighbor dog ‘Chap.’  Notice the (left) paw?  It’s not a handshake position, it’s a “hey; you stopped paying attention to me” pat.  The behaviour frustrates to his parents who apologetically try to correct it.  I consider it part of his charm.

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Gwen is quite like one of the other three Golden Retrievers  that live on our Street.  Most days when we walk Henry and Reese, the Goldens run to the fence (just as in the image below) to say “Hello” to us.  Reese slows her pace deliberately in anticipation of a group discussion.  The Golden’s family are also Foster Carers for Golden Rescue.

 

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Merlin (the Magician) is another story completely!

Leanne, a fellow volunteer at Georgina Animal Control was one of the first people to hear this story,  she listened patiently until it was over and then she asked ‘do you have a Merlin?’  I did not.  Leanne informed me there had been a mixed-breed adopted from our local shelter, and that he was now called Merlin.  Leanne put me in touch with Merlin’s mom Sarah, who also listened to the story, and agreed that I should feature her Merlin in the book.  Sarah informed me she is a Marketing Designer and Graphic Designer and that she and her team would be happy to help with  marketing and provide and design the book template.   It’s almost like Merlin waved his wand and everything just WAS!

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Eva the Ghost and Betty the Bee

When I was a little girl, my dad bought my mom a timid little beagle named Wimpy (read more about Wimpy in a future post).

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Henry borrowed Betty’s costume and Reese is a ‘mini’ Paige

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There is no such thing as white – at least not that I found in watercolour painting.  In order to show the creases and folds in Eva’s ghost costume, I had to add various shades of grey.  The same with Betty’s white bits which we can imagine were in the shadows.  I have learned a lot about the process of translating watercolour artwork to print-ready book files.  White does not translate well for a start!

See book for completed illustration.

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 http://www.goldenrescue.ca/

http://www.eventsbysarah.ca/

 

Categories: HENRY SAYS, "HELLO" - A Must Read Children's Book, WORKS OF ART Tagged: Art, Best Friend, Children's Book, Dogs, Friends, Fun, Halloween, Happy, Henry, Inspiration, Party, Treat

A PAGE OUT OF THEIR BOOK

October 19, 2014 | Leave a Comment

Children & Dogs

A page from the book ‘Henry says, “Hello”

The above images are from our photo shoot to create marketing images for the book ‘Henry says, “Hello.”  The children arrived, smiling.  Immediately they started playing with the dogs – it was so natural and incredible to watch.  The dogs appeared comfortable in the presence of the children.  When children behave respectfully around dogs, it is an enjoyable experience for everyone.

These are not only campaign models; they are role-models.  We should all take a page out of ‘their’ book.

My thanks to Ava, Henry, Jack, Alyssa, Jake, Cassandra and Reese.

 

Photographs courtesy of Nexus Photography www.nexus-photo.com

Categories: FOR A CAUSE Tagged: Beautiful, Best Friend, Dogs, Enjoy Life, Friends, Fun, Inspiration, Play

A Duck’s Tail

May 11, 2014 | 4 Comments

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Although he lived on a farm, had plenty of room to roam, and was fed and cared for by humans, our friend duck’s tale starts off quite b(l)eak;  Duck and his two sisters were joined at the feathers, until one evening, a mystery predator entered their sleeping quarters and killed both girls.  Poor duck witnessed the tragedy.

Fearing for his safety, his people decided it would be best to secure duck in a cage in the garage at night.  So during the day duck would wander solo, not venturing far from the safety of his human’s dwelling; the people would look out and see duck alone, on the porch.  The people felt bad for duck, and made the decision to find him a home with other ducks, preferably somewhere with a pond also.  I learned of the situation simply by walking into the room where the conversation was taking place.  The duck’s options were not good: he was going to have to fend for himself in the wild if left by a pond with other, (strange) ducks, or take his chances at the farmer’s market the following Sunday – hopefully someone would decide he would make a good pet and he wouldn’t end up in the pot!  Not one to miss an opportunity to help a being in need, I offered to contact my brother – who lives on a farm, with a pond and other ducks and geese.

My brother works away from home two weeks at a time, and isn’t always good at replying to messages.  Sometimes he replies, sometimes, he does not – I’m not sure the working away is any excuse, but, we’ll give him that.  Imagine my surprise when, five minutes after sending my message, I received the following response from him: ‘Ya, I can take a duck.  My place to a duck is like Disneyland to a five-year old child!’ He would definitely be a lucky duck!

It just so happened, I was heading to the town near to my brother’s farm, the following weekend to see my Aunt who was visiting from Kelowna.  My brother would also be home during this visit.  It seemed we had all our ducks in a row!

When my husband asked what the plan was for departure day, he didn’t even blink when I told him we would head out earlier than we normally would because we were picking up a duck along the way.  He knows me well.   

The duck’s owner consulted with her vet who advised her how to make a travel carrier for the duck.  We arranged our pick-up location and packed my car, leaving space for our special passenger.  The weather on the day of our trip was appropriate – favoured only by a duck.

We met at the carpool, where the lady apologized for the fact that duck had done his business in the box and we would be subjected to the smell for the duration of our journey.  She suggested that if my car needed detailing upon our return, she would be happy to ‘foot the bill’.  We loaded the duck onboard, covered the box with a light blanket (as you do with birds) and took flight.  We were heading South – to the pond.  The odor was not offensive, and it was a relatively quiet ride considering the length of the journey.

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We weren’t sure what Henry and Reese would think of their new travel companion and after a few initial sniffs no one’s feathers seemed to be ruffled.  Occasionally, there would be a chorus from ‘Old MacDonald had a farm’ with a duck quack here, followed by a Reese bark there, here Henry would squeal (at a higher decibel than usual it seemed), and John would bark at me!  E-I-E-I-O!

The rain had cleared by the time we reached the farm and my brother greeted us in the driveway.  As soon as we opened the back of the car, Henry assisted with duck’s exit by head-butting the box, tipping it forward.  Thankfully, the wide base of the hand-made carrier kept it from falling over.  Unfortunately, the base and size of the box also made it a bit awkward and as my brother lifted the box out of the car  it slipped from his grasp.  “FOR DUCK’S SAKE IAN”, I yelled, “BE CAREFUL”.  My brother had managed to tuck his knee under the box as it was slipping.  No harm done and our new winged friend didn’t seem to be bothered – ‘water off a duck’s back’ (so to speak).

‘How should we do this?’  My brother asked.  ‘Should we just ‘wing it?’

Never having dealt with ducks before, I reached out to my friend Jennifer, who provides ‘animal interaction consultations’.  Her advice for the ‘intro-duck-tion’was to allow the duck to remain in the comfort of his box with food and water, while becoming familiar with the scents and sounds of his new environment.  So, my brother slowly lifted the top of the box to allow me to place some food and water in with him.  As soon as the lid was high enough, duck decided he’d been ‘cooped up’ long enough and wanted to stretch his wings.  He headed straight for the pond!

New friends

Lord love a duck – sometimes things just don’t go as planned.

New home

Geese

The Flock

Ian: What will we call him?

Me: Stu

Ian: As in duck stew?

Me: Ya.  Cuz he’s not!

 

Categories: HAPPY TALES & TRIBUTES Tagged: Ducks, Farm Life, Forever Home, Friends, Fun, Geese, Happy

chocolate or vanilla?

August 7, 2013 | Leave a Comment

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Chocolate or vanilla?  That is the question of the day.

The day being our one year anniversary!

By way of celebrating ‘Tails are wagging,’ I baked three dozen cupcakes, another three dozen ‘mini cupcakes,’ and countless dozens of peanut butter, molasses dog treats (recipe compliments of ‘The Doggy Dessert Chef’) to share with friends and supporters.  As I mixed, poured, rolled and iced, the aphorism ‘you can’t have your cake and eat it too,’ came to mind.  The saying rolled around my mind, keeping time with my whisk as I contemplated its meaning.  I decided it did not apply to me, one lick.

Tails are wagging was born out of need: the need to release emotional upset, frustration, anger, and at times, the feeling of complete and utter helplessness.  I grew up on a soy-bean farm.  Our animals were our friends, and we treated them well.  After becoming a pet-owner as an adult, in the real world, I soon learned of the abuse, neglect and unimaginable conditions some animals endure.  I became an ambassador for the animals.  Any animal I learned of that needed someone to fight in their corner.  When you decide to take on that role, that challenge, you open yourself up to a plethora of evil, darkness and ugliness: puppy mills, dog-fighting, culling and hoarding to name a few.  As I look back through the posts, I notice a ‘transition’ within the writings.  Even though the subject matter/cause remains commensurable, the translation seems less angry, less hostile.

I credit the change of style to some of the most incredible individuals, organizations, and animals I have met along this journey: people, who fight battles on a daily basis, and remain hopeful and optimistic and animals, that experience unimaginable cruelty and hardships, yet learn to adapt, trust and enjoy life.

I have also learned, along the way, that more doors open when you leave judgment behind.  I admit, I carry a ‘Hobo’ style handbag some days, and stuff it away temporarily.  I also can’t promise that if I ever met a certain man named ‘Michael’, I wouldn’t use the bag full of judgment to swing!  People do not want to be judged and, under scrutiny, they become defensive.  Sometimes, we are able to make more of a difference by focusing less on the fact that ‘the thing’ has happened and how, or whose fault, and more on what can be done to prevent it from happening again, and make a difference to the situation: the opportunity, that has presented itself at this moment.  This doesn’t mean we won’t be upset, of course.

As I enter another year, I do so with a completely different mindset.  I’m excited about the opportunities that may present themselves and the chance to contribute to different causes.  I’m eager to meet even more like-minded individuals: via the internet, at pet shows, workshops, volunteering and at fundraising events.  I look forward to sharing information and ideas with other animal companions, and a willing, welcoming audience.  I hope to learn what I can from the personal experiences of these individuals, and specialists.  I realize I’m not part of a minority at all.  Vast numbers of individuals are working extremely hard, every single day to make positive changes for our animal companions.

This little dog blog has been instrumental in the establishment of many new relationships and opportunities for which I am extremely grateful.  I start each day with the intention of being open to new ideas that might be of interest to others.  Gathering information, to include in future posts, engages me in the most interesting conversations with some very interesting people.

Thank you for being a part of this journey.  When the goodies are all gone, I look around and see those that celebrate with me.  I feel I can have my cake and eat it too.  I wish I could hand-deliver cupcakes to you all.  If this were possible, I wonder: would you choose chocolate, or vanilla?

I would love to hear your favourite happy-ending, animal-companion story of hope, and/or goodwill.

Thank you,
S.M.& Co.

Categories: HAPPY TALES & TRIBUTES, OUR PACK Tagged: Cupcakes, Enjoy Life, Friends, Hope, Journey, Optimism, Peanut Butter, Support, Trust

sampsons choice

March 20, 2013 | Leave a Comment

Sampson and Nick happily reunited

Sampson and Nick happily reunited

He stood in the distance, perhaps not for the first time, quietly observing the young couple tending their new yard.  Had he anticipated their arrival?

On this particular late fall afternoon, the beautiful black dog wandered over and greeted Jessica and Nick.  Although not a typical welcome to the neighborhood, it prompted the threesome to walk around the area, meeting other residents while searching for the dogs’ home.  No one recognized him.

Although they had plans to go out with friends that evening, Jessica and Nick decided they would keep their new friend safe in the garage until they returned and were able to continue searching for his owners.  After gratefully consuming the food provided to him, Sampson settled comfortably on the couch while Jessica emailed the ‘Lost Dog Network’.  Details of lost or found pets, provided to the network are published on the website and Facebook page.  The next afternoon Jessica received a call from someone claiming Sampson belonged to them.   A little more than three hours later a woman arrived to collect him.

Recognizing the same qualities of trust and approachability in the couple that had drawn Sampson to their door, the woman shared her story with them; Sampson’s owner, her brother, had died the year before.  Sampson was all they had left of their loved one.  “He’s a pain”, she said, “so much work and very hard to take care of”.   As no one could fully care for him he was being shuffled between family members, currently living with the woman’s nephew.  It was almost as if speaking the words out loud was the therapy needed for her to fully recognize the situation and make the difficult decision to find a better life for Sampson.

The words that were spoken next were a complete surprise.  The woman asked the couple ‘do you want him’?  ‘NO’ was Jessica’s immediate response.  The whole situation was baffling.  It was too much to digest in such a short period of time.  Jessica and Nick had only recently moved to the area and were getting settled when, a woman, who had come to collect her deceased brother’s beloved dog was offering to give Sampson to them???

Sampson left with the woman.  Actually, the woman didn’t bring a leash with her and had to drag Sampson away from the couple because he did not want to leave.  Nick was so disappointed with Jessica’s decision the couple didn’t speak for two days.  They hoped for the best; the family would adjust to their loss and find a way to care for him.

Sampson had a profound effect on both Jessica and Nick.  After they became settled, they started looking into adopting a big dog.  A playmate for their Pomeranian/ Shih Tzu.

Shortly after Christmas, Nick found himself experiencing déjà vu.  He had been in the yard preparing for a storm that had been forecast for the area and ran back into the house to inform Jessica that another dog had appeared.  Jessica followed Nick outside and knew immediately this was not ‘another’ dog.  Although, at first unrecognizable; his nose cut up and appearing to be extremely underweight – It was most definitely Sampson.  The family currently responsible for him runs a business and are very busy around Christmas time. It was very cold out and there had been plenty of snow. The couple later learned Sampson had been kept outside ALL the time.

Jessica and Nick brought their long lost friend into the warm house and watched, as he consumed the food shared with him.  Jessica still had the owners’ number from their previous encounter and sighed heavily before she entered the digits into the phone.  “Uuuuugh, now I’m going to have to find someone to come get him” the woman complained.  At that moment Jessica knew Sampson was not going back there and as a mere act of courtesy asked if it was still an option for them to keep him.  The woman said she would speak with her family and get back to her.

Sampson stayed with the couple that night and the next day they received a phone call to say ‘he was theirs.’  The nephew however, wanted to come out and meet them and would call that week to arrange a visit’.

Sampson has been living happily in his ‘forever home’ for just over three months now.  Jessica and Nick did not hear from the nephew or any of the people from Sampson’s old life.  No dietary information or health history (breed, age, vaccination records) was provided by the family.

Jessica says “We have taken him to the vet, got his needles, flee treatment, de-wormed, fixed, and his du-claws removed. He is now a healthy beautiful boy & is the best thing to happen to us.  We’re proud of our fur baby”   

Animals are intuitive; they understand and respond to our emotions.  I have absolutely no doubt they understand our every word (they just pretend not to most times).  Sampson, now lovingly referred to as ‘Sam’, did not want to be a burden and cared for out of a sense of obligation.  He showed up at their door one day without an I.D. tag.  He chose a new life.  He chose a home where he is considered part of the family.

Sampson chose Jessica and Nick.

Please take a moment to register with your local Pet Rescue Network and keep an eye out for lost companions.

Examples;
http://ns.lostdognetwork.com/
www.helpinglostpets.com

There is no shame in surrender.  Life is not predictable and it is not easy to make the decision to rehome a pet.  You do not have to make these decisions on your own.

If you or someone you know are struggling with the difficult decision to surrender a companion, Please reach out to the following resources for support;

Family vet:  They know the complete health history of your animal companion and at your request they can share that information with whomever you decide to entrust with their care.  This guarantees the best future health of your pet.  Also, your vet may know a family looking to adopt, that would be a perfect match for your companion.

Local Shelters: A large number of shelters offer wonderful foster programs where, your animal companion would be cared for in the private home of a vetted, responsible care-giver until the right family is found to adopt them.

Often, shelters affiliated with www.petfinder.com will be happy to create a ‘courtesy post’.  People that are searching for a companion can view the profile and, your companion would continue to reside with you while you work with the shelter to determine the best future home for your beloved pet from the selection of applicants.

There are also a large number of shelters that assist with rehoming specific breeds and those with special, or medical needs.

Grief Counselors: A large number of counselors provide support to those struggling with the loss of, or separation from a pet.  This can be an overwhelming experience that you do not have to go through alone.

Please be careful when posting private advertisements as you may place yourself and your companion at risk. 

Categories: HAPPY TALES & TRIBUTES Tagged: Door, Friends, HOME, Trust

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