— Your broken leg can’t help fix it, and you devolve into a sad, sobbing shell of your former self.
— My unintended foray into solo dog care has me thinking of those of you who wander into it intentionally. Bless your hearts, you lovely, masochistic individuals. This one's for you.
— You played a role in shaping my character, mainly my fervor to aid creatures in need.
— At times I was tempted to give up, but my dogs' tenacity showed me that quitting on any important goal is simply not an option.
— Like full-fledged service animals, ESAs are about freedom and health for people with disabilities.
— When I could no longer provide my dog's forever home, I had to find someone to adopt her, and social media played a very big role in that.
— The day I smelled the new woman’s perfume as I bent down to kiss my dog’s head after a visit with his other parent, I had no idea how to react.
— Apparently I've picked a dog that's too big, too expensive, and too much of a handful for a girl like myself. Or so some strangers think.
— As Thanksgiving approaches, I reflect on all I've learned from the dogs who've shared my life.
— My dog has seen more of France than most French people, and I've always got my camera ready to capture the memories.
— I beat a "dangerous dog" citation after letting my dog protect my son, but looking back, I could have done things differently.
— I wish I may, I wish I might ... not have to stow my dog in the cargo hold for an international flight.
— "Please don't lick me, dog. That's disgusting," I said.
— It's never a good idea to sit on a dog, especially an energetic cattle dog, but all is forgiven.
— Catcalls? Propositions? Smart-alecky remarks? Not when my Lumi is with me on leash!
— The adoption didn't start well, but a near-death experience brought Hadley and I closer.
— My dog, Roofus, sometimes accompanies me on business trips in a small, private plane.
— Everyone told me the aggressive dog I adopted was hopeless, but through hard work and compassion, I proved them wrong.
— I've thought about writing this headline for half a year. The answer I keep coming back to is "no."
— A Dachshund and a Maltese warmed his heart, even as he grew sick, and kept my family smiling.
— My husband and I got our first dog nine years ago, and it changed our relationship for the better
— I had a dog-sized hole in my heart after my partner and I split and he got to keep Rufus. But another little dog helped me through.
— A tumor the size of a grapefruit. I saw it on the X-ray, filling the space between his liver, his spleen, and his stomach.
— The end of my marriage brought out a devotion to my Pit Bulls that would make a tiger mom proud.
— After a woman continued to berate me for owning a Pit Bull, I lost it. I just couldn't hold my tongue.
— People say Border Collies change your life, and they do -- for the better.
— I eventually realized I'd been too lazy to train my dog the right way -- through positive reinforcement.
— I loved cats growing up, but in my early 30s, I adopted a Chow mix with pretty major issues.
— I noticed small dog breeds but mostly overlooked them -- then I met one who held my attention.
— My dog, Dobby, overcame long odds, but seizures have made life harder than death. I say farewell, remembering the good times and the bad.
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