It was 2009. My chihuahua, Chico had passed away. (He’d been having seizures for months.) Chico was 15 years old, and I had adopted him from a local animal shelter nine years before. The thing that I remember the most, was that I felt as though there was a knife in my chest. Yep, the …
This is Bailey. She was my “heart dog”. When I looked into her eyes, I felt like she could see into my soul. She knew what I was thinking and feeling, and I knew her like the back of my hand. We were buddies. We were kindred spirits. Last July there were some telltale issues …
Times have been unusually stressful these days. (This photo is Maggie who I lost a couple of months ago.) Recently I created a course called “Always In Your Heart” as a way to help people heal from animal grief. Originally there was a sign up fee for it, but I’ve decided to offer it for …
