Meet Atlas and Abbey, my four-legged kids who are the reason we have a TO RELEASE HOUNDS PRESS HERE doorbell. Also, the reason we warn house guests not to wear black--it clashes with the brown fur they'll inevitably wear home--and the reason we drive a gas-guzzling...
My name is Baloo. I’m just like a cat, only smaller. My slave called me after the bear in the Jungle Book, because I come from a family of giants and I’m blue, but I became perilously ill at ten weeks old, and never got my growth spurt. Two years on, I’m covered in...
Security Chiefs and Soul Mates I never believed in love at first sight until the night I met my three-week-old puppy. I had high expectations of dog ownership. After all, I had dreamt about owning a German shepherd for well over a decade, which was how long it took...
Yo! Ollie here. Our Keeper, Jessie, is gone. Me and my big bro Fozzy Bear are very hungry half-King Charles Spaniel/half-Shih Tzu masters of the realm. I just turned two-years-old last month. Our Keepers threw me a big birthday party with hats that I thought...
Here's my crack research team, Audrey the golden retriever/Bernese mix, and Pearl, purebred golden of the very light-complected variety. Audrey's almost nine, a wonderful watchdog and a very outdoorsy type. Pearl's three, getting by on looks alone, and is the...
My girl Callie came to us when she was 10 weeks old. She was active, playful, lived to swim. Like all Goldens, she needed a lot of time with her people. If I was working too long and she was feeling lonely, she would hide something of mine, like a shoe, and then...
