How does one tell a story about an old, blind, rambunctious dog like Dale? I guess we start at the beginning, at least, the beginning for us. Our "mini-Lab" Maggie was 12 & 1/2, and taking the stairs a little more slowly. Maggie enjoyed time with our recently married daughter's dog Ivy, so we thought… Continue reading A Tale of Dale
Category: Labradors and Friends
The stories of our dogs
Maggie’s Story
Maggie was an unusual variety of rescue dog--a puppy, only eight weeks old! Her mother was one of two black Labrador rescues, adopted by the same family, who had neglected to have both dogs spayed as required. There was a male black Lab in the neighborhood, who was presumed to have jumped the fence, but… Continue reading Maggie’s Story
Elizabethan Maggie
A Royal Purple Elizabethan Collar or cone of shame?
Happy New Year… from Dale the Dog!
Dale the Labrador here, writing to wish you a very happy 2019, as I always have a tremendous opinion about everything, especially if a snacky-snack is part of the conversation. My “dog mom” Patricia, is typing for me, since it is very difficult when you have paws and no thumbs at all! Let me tell… Continue reading Happy New Year… from Dale the Dog!
Dale Shuffles Papers While I Buy Shoes
A Throwback Thursday just for you, from about six weeks after Dale came to live with us. If you don't know Dale's story, please see earlier Maggie and Dale posts, but it's safe to say that this old blind dog had a rough life before he was rescued... Mr. H. was working on medical filing.… Continue reading Dale Shuffles Papers While I Buy Shoes
Dale and Maggie and the Great Big Knock
It's "Throwback Thursday," so here's a trip back only about eight months ago, from notes in my doggie journal... By now, two and a half years after coming to live with us, Dale is a well-adjusted, happy blind dog, and Maggie puts up with him, most of the time. One night we walked before dinner,… Continue reading Dale and Maggie and the Great Big Knock
Dale Dog and the Roses
In 1794, the poet Robert Burns said his love was like a red, red rose. Dale agrees. Mr. H. and I are celebrating our anniversary this weekend, so I'll start with a story that happened the evening before our 31st Anniversary, less than a month after Dale had come to live with us. I was… Continue reading Dale Dog and the Roses
