It Could Happen to You: Part 2

I woke up early the morning after June's accident even though we didn't get to bed until almost 4:00am.  I immediately grabbed my phone.  No missed calls.  No voice mails.  I called the emergency vet.  I explained who I was and that June was my dog.  The polite lady on the phone didn't really say anything, so I choked it out, "Is she still alive?" The lady assured me that she was alive!  We would've already been notified had she passed in the night.  Although we were far from out of the woods, she made it through the first night.  I couldn't wait to go up there and visit her, which I did that same day.  I needed to tell my baby girl how proud I was of her that she fought through the night.  She fought to stay alive.  She fought for us.  Now that is pure love.

It Could Happen to You: Part 1

December 31, 2011

Today was my birthday.  I turned 26.  This year had been full of wonderful things and life changing events.  I married my husband in May, and we moved to North Carolina.   I took on my very first general manager position, where I learned quite a bit.  We also adopted our second dog, June, in September.  It had been quite a year, but unfortunately, the life changing events weren't over yet.

Willa's Fear

Our hounds get a little scared in certain situations.  Miss June is terrified of fireworks, gunshots, and smoke detectors.  Miss Willa, however, only has one thing she is terrified of:  thunderstorms.

June watching a storm roll in.