Losing a pet to cancer is one of the hardest things a person has to deal with. It's heartbreaking to watch your best friend fade because of something they didn't deserve. You can see the pain in their eyes and you feel helpless against it. I personally have faced this disease twice and both times my furry children fought a hard battle but eventually their little bodies couldn't take it anymore. So no one else has to face this pain, I've put together this blog to help raise money for canine cancer research.
This way there will always be a furry, friendly face on the other end of the leash!

Friday, April 1, 2011

Furry Friday Tail (Tale)

Summer loves the S-N-O-W!
As many know, I have a difficult dog.  Summer is a dog dog.  She's not really interested in people.  We go to the dog park and everyone wants to pet the cute puppy and she's like "don't touch, don't touch!".  Summer just scoots away from everyone, sniffing nervously at them, and then running off to meet up with other dogs.  She looks at people like they're big scary things.  Some are able to get a pet in when she's occupied with meeting another dog.  Once she realizes what's up, it's right back to the "don't touch" mode.  We've been going for quite some time now and she's getting better.  She's gotten up to giving kisses on the hands of a few friends she's made at the park. 

Well as most have seen, I took a trip to Moab.  So I had to have someone watch my dogs.  After the story above, I can hear the gasps and groans.  A friend said she'd stay with them.  Knowing what she might encounter, I said Summer might be difficult and Scout might not eat (she doesn't do well with me being gone - another weird dog).  Day one with Summer started off with her not wanting to go into her crate.  My friend tried for over an hour to get her into it.  She wasn't going!  She even growled at her.  I said leave her out.  Anything she chewed on was replaceable.  So she got to run around for four days.  Evil doggy! 

Since it was March Madness, my friend was enjoying watching more channels on my tv.  Her daughter plays college basketball.  She stayed up late Saturday watching the games and fell asleep on the sofa.  Up until now she had been ignoring Summer, letting her do her own thing.  And Scout did eat like crazy while I was gone (crazy dog).  Anytime my friend tried to pet Scout, Summer got jealous and growled.  Back to the sleeping on the sofa...at 3:30 in the morning on Sunday, she was shaken awake by paws on her chest.  Summer had given up!  She wanted to play!  Summer realized my friend wasn't going hurt her and that she really wanted some loving.  My friend couldn't believe it.  She said Summer had become her best friend. 

So there is hope for my nervous puppy.

What weird things have your dogs done?  Does having a pet make you a better parent?


  1. Freddie and Charlie would have been more than happy to sit on your dogs, I mean puppy sit for you! And I am sure Summer would have loved that!

  2. Oh! And Charlie HATES men (I think it is a pound thing) the fist time he met my dad he walked right up and demanded attention! Freddie found my Strawberry Shortcake doll (my boys got her for me as a gag gift) and it is his favorite chew toy now, he walks around carrying her by the hair (there isn't much else to carry her by now!)
    And yes, I think I am a better parent becuase of my fur kids!