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Sophie and Pearl, the Maltese companions of Cindy Hogan, have been pet visitors at Yaletown House, a non-profit care facility for seniors with complex care...more |
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Robert had heard from several neighbours that there was a French Bulldog/Boston Terrier mix available at SCAR and was eager for us to meet this creature. A little too eager, even; I mean, I’d been talking a good game about pining for a pup but wasn’t looking to be nobody’s momma! When we arrived though, Sean tells us the Frenchie/Boston had just been adopted that morning, but another would be arriving in a few hours and he’d happily give me a call if I wanted to come back and check him/her out. What the heck, I thought, as I dropped my digits and headed back home with a rather-relieved Tom.
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With all the tragedy and suffering in the world, the concept of one person making a difference can get lost in the enormity of it all. From the global economic...more |
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Our plans had all been very carefully mapped out. It was a lovely Saturday afternoon in brownstone Brooklyn and my guy, Tom, and I were going about the...more |
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But when Senator Franken talks of good days and bad days on the campaign trail, he speaks in this case of losing a dear friend. “Without question,” Franken recalls, “The worst day of our campaign was the day about two years ago when we had to put down our black Lab, Kirby.”
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Dogs love unconditionally, forgive easily, and are happy effortlessly. Dogs don’t care about the colour of our skin, the size of our bank accounts nor our IQs, astrological signs, or zip codes. They accept us as companions as easily (and sometimes more easily) than they chum up with other dogs and, remarkably, they seem just as willing to love and nurture other non-canines as well, as the following stories show.
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Jen Flatt Hilsher, founder
of On The Fifth Day
and its Animal Rescue
Keystone, is
one of the largest
no-kill animal sanctuaries
in America.
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My husband is clutching our ten-year- old
Schnoodle protectively. Shasta wriggles
to get down, oblivious to the heated
discussion about her future, while Bob...more |
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“There was Lump, my
Dachshund. I used to put him in
my paintings when they needed
something to make them lighter
and more amusing.”
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