The lovely and talented Lydia Mae Boehm!

She's something else! ❤

More Mac and other stuff

I have more, so much more about Mac but I'll save it for later or another day. My daughter has a court hearing next week and we have to prepare. If you don't know, she lost custody (for no good reason) this past fall and only gets to see her daughter 4 days a month. Her 20 mos old daughter lives with her father 4 hours away. I could tell you more but it might jeopardize this case and those to come. The truth will come out but not here and not now.

This is my only daughter and granddaughter. I will never stop fighting for them to be together again. Never.

There's many, many pics of her on my personal Facebook page. I'll share more later here after I free up some memory. But suffice it to say I just adore her. And her funny, sweet, smart personality. Her faces! Her laugh! She's courageous and strong just like her mama, grandma(Nan Nan), her great grandma and great great grandma.

Stay tuned for pics and more Mac. Here's some of his nicknames-Macaroni, MicMac Pattywhack, Mac the knife, Macky. Can you tell I miss him more than anything? Can you tell we were soulmates? 🐾

Of course you'll hear more in coming posts about my current dogs, my past dogs and more. And updates to the court cases involving my daughter and granddaughter. It's going to be a bumpy, rough 16 and a half years fight I'm afraid. Keep those prayers coming....and hug your dogs and kids a little tighter today.✨

The Mac Story continuesS

 I took him to the park on the way home from Animal House then on to meet the pack. He had a wiggly greeting dance and a howl that was so adorable. His tail was lethal as it was thin and bony. He wanted to jump on you when you came home. I would just say "Do Not." and point at him. 

He had some separation anxiety and was an expert at escaping. I tried everything. Tried leaving him out when I couldn't take him with me. 1 leather couch ruined. Ugh. I did take him everywhere I could-classes, doggy daycare, stores (he stayed in the car if not allowed in). 

He went to many classes with me. I was teaching a couple dozen classes a week at that time. He was a quick learner and so very smart. 

Loved to ride in the car. Sat in the back  as my wingman. 

Because of his separation anxiety, I let him sleep with me. At first with a leash on attached to my wrist. Then as trust built, without a leash. He slept in a ball-always. 

More later....

My Mac

I know you all know who Mac is and that I lost him this past Sept 6. One of the worst days of my life. I've lost dogs before. Many. But somehow Mac and I were closer than most of my dogs.

Maybe because I let him sleep with me. I didn't let dogs sleep with me because we kept the upstairs a dog free zone. And I just never did. But one of my daughter's dogs, Baby Girl, snuck into my bed one night and just stayed there. I made her stay on her blanket and it went well.

She was a sharpei mix and such a love. So when she passed away, (a heartbreak for sure), I then had an affinity for sharpeis.

I was browsing shortly after at Animal House and there was a litter of sharpei/chow mixes. 10 of them. Half looked like sharpeis and half looked like chows. So adorable! But I was not ready. I just couldn't.

Fast forward a few months. Again found myself at Animal House looking at pups. All adorable but no. Then the owner said to check this one out before I left. He was returned and about 4 mos old. He was one of the sharpei/chow pups I had looked at months ago. So I took him out for a bit. While putting him back, he wrapped his legs around my arm. Well ladies and gentlemen of the jury, that was all she wrote. We were meant to be together. ❤

Seems he was returned when the DEA took his family away and he hid till neighbors found him and returned him to the Animal House.

See, we were meant to be.

I'll continue the story on another post. Meanwhile there's coffee to be had, emails to write, sun outside to enjoy and the pyrs want to go outside. Again.

Enjoy your Thursday! Hug your dog today and every day. They aren't with us near long enough. ❤

First post-a year and a half in

And here I am. A year and a half in. Actually I retired from my full-time Cinti Bell job in 2004 to pursue a career as a dog trainer. I had trained dogs since 2001 but only part-time and a year of that at Petsmart.

I retired from teaching group dog training classes Sept 2017. I miss it. A lot. It was probably my best job ever. And not so much like a job but an adventure with my tribe. Every day.

But a granddaughter happened. My only one. And you know grandmas. It took all my time to fawn over and spoil her. You will see pics of her on here. Probably too many. If you look at my Facebook page, there are tons.

But then after 14mos of watching my daughter fulfill a role she was awesome at and loved with all her heart, full custody was given to the father 4 hours away. And the nightmare ensued.

So now the custody battle continues and takes up a ton of time. I can't detail all of it here due to legal reasons but suffice it to say we will NEVER stop trying to get her back. NEVER.

However I still teach some private in home dog training sessions to supplement my income. Maybe a couple a week. I have to work around hearings, visitation, case prep and such. Not sure how long I will do this. I really do enjoy being retired.

What I will share here is some of my life now and some of my life then. It's been quite a journey. And shared by many dogs along the way. Oh and people too. 😄

I will share pics of now and then. I have a ton. And the stories. I have a ton of them too. So...have a wonderful Wednesday and stop back. ❤