of our newest pack/herd member:
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that this is a picture of my dog.
and not the Sunday afternoon before the Monday that is the first day of First Grade. . .
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Once upon a time, there was a dog named Ella. She spent her days bouncy bounding after balls & basking in the love of her family. With her sudden illness & loss, her people found that Ella had stretched their hearts so wide that she’d made room for not just one new pup that needed a home, but two. . .
After Ella passed, we came home to a dogless house. It was suggested that we borrow a neighbor’s Shiba Inu, and the visit sealed the deal that we needed another dog in the house to fill that physical void. Not to replace Ella, but to snuggle me at nap time, and to fill this house with a dog again.
Ophie is our adopted pit bull puppy. She is 4 months old & she is missing a toe on her left front paw.
We found our Ophelia through a rescue in a Chicago that gave her the nickname “Ophi-Wan Kenophi”. And it stuck. And the name stuck, as “Ophelia” means “Help”, & she sure has proven that she is a huge help with allowing our hearts to grieve Ella in a less painful way.
Luke loves peanut butter, belly rubs, and the human touch. But he doesn’t have the jedi mind tricks down for those quite yet. He will just plop himself at you and on you. He is very generous with an abundance of soft bully kisses, and he is a total people slut.
He’s learning how to catch flying objects with his mouth (flying objects=bugs, but don’t tell him. . .)
And did I mention that he simply LOVES kids? Yes. Kids are undoubtedly his most favorite type of human.
Ophelia’s tagline: Ophi-wan Kenophi
Luke’s tagline: Ophi-wan’s Padawan
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Meet Buckley.
Buckley is brought to you by the American Animal Rescue Society.
A pug in the Victorian style, blind and roughly the size and shape of a breadbox and a half, he’s a suburbs dog-turned-city dog since he moved on up from a former life that was . . . well, kinda crappy.
In his new home he’s learned “up steps” and “down steps” commands, stands up very straight and proper on the “wait” command at intersections, is smart enough to swerve when somebody yells “careful!” and sticks like a snail to Mommy’s leg. Hail, hail the Eyeball Kid!
Buckley’s other activities involve impersonating a gargoyle, promoting animal rescue organizations, lounging on the couch with his elbow out, tilting his head nearly 180 degrees at the mention of “going to Grandmommy and Grandpapi’s house,” and occasionally smacking headlong into the cat. We all have a good laugh about it. Buckley is super proud and just really happy in general. See the face? You can’t deny the happy in that face.
Tagline: Eyeball Kid
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