west coast wiener dog
My sister-in-law came out to visit with her wiener dog, Sandy, who we call Dobby, like the Harry Potter house elf character... it's the eyes.
Sandy was a puppy mill mom... many times over in the only 4 years she's been on this earth before she was rescued by the Prince Albert SPCA. When Sandy came into Gayle's life she was a mess... and Gayle preferred horses and bigger dogs since she lived on a farm after all. But Sandy, the little wiener dog, just wormed her way into Gayle's life and now the two are inseparable. And when Sandy's not following Gayle around the farm, she can be found with the family at horse shows, staring at you with those big brown eyes waiting for you to drop a morsel of food, or napping under her blankie in the house. She's an incredibly sweet little doggie and she's now an honourary west coaster since she's now had her first boat ride, a golf cart ride, got to smell the salty air of the Pacific Ocean and made a new adventure-dog buddies in Suzy and Mr . C blazing trails in the woods... those short little legs doing double duty.
Here's a taste of their 24-hour west coast adventure...
Oh yeah, we humans were there too!
from thought to fruition
Last week while out walking with my husband and our two dogs I had a thought...
Earlier in the week I had been at our local SPCA getting photos of some retired sled dogs coming in to the shelter - they were going to fill the remainder of kennels at the shelter. Max cap, if you will.
I've spent a lot of time, the last 2 1/2 years in fact, documenting animal care at the shelter. I have thousands of photos. In fact, I've created books for the photos and I'm creating another one right now. But it needed a finish. And while out on this walk, it came to me... I wanted to get a group photo of all the dogs at the shelter. But I needed humans to help with this. So on July 28th I sent a note to all of the shelter's dog walking volunteers asking for their help.
I had no idea if they could help, if they had time... I mean it's summer and a lot of volunteers had been coming in for extra shifts because the kennels were so full.
But in FOUR DAYS, it happened. We did it. We made history happen.
I can't thank the volunteers enough for stepping up. I can't thank Penny Stone enough for helping to make this happen. I can't thank the dogs enough - they don't know what I'm saying most of the time anyways!
And down the road when I look at this photo I will smile. Because I know that at this moment, ALL of the dogs in the shelter had someone next to them who loved them.
Here it is... fruition.
(I'm in the second one down!)