Offering some brevity, and knowing that this is the beginning of a long journey of dog mommyhood, I’ll give you a little insight into each of my loves now and then a longer version later- you can join me on this vast journey in which we can rightfully say here at Barkswell, we’re in this together!
Wesley, my sweet pup, was 8 weeks old when I adopted him from East Bay Animal Rescue. I went in to Petco for cat food and came out with him. And a dog crate. And dog toys. And a leash. And all the other accessories that go along with your first puppy. I was so in over my head.
Barnaby, my bruiser, is a rough and tumble rescue from a high kill shelter in Fresno that was then saved by Family Dog Rescue in San Francisco. Their policy is a two week trial period, but I knew he was perfect for our family when he owned his spot on both the couch and bed that very first night. He’s been an integral character in the household ever since.
And, for fellow cat “lovers”, Cooper is also a bit of a bruiser, raised around dogs and probably suffering a little from identity issues. She is a love though, and constantly in the mix of things-even taking rides to the dog park with us.
“It wasn’t until I was an adult, and had adopted my own dogs and cat, that I completely understood the person that I am.”
And me: I have been an animal person for my entire life. I remember cuddling with dogs and cats and rats and ferrets through my childhood but it wasn’t until I was an adult, and had adopted my own dogs and cat, that I completely understood the person that I am. It goes beyond being a dog “lover”-I can’t imagine loving animals and not having my very own…they take over a piece of my heart. There is a French saying for “I miss you” which is literally translated as “you are missing from me” Tu me manques”…so, as long as I have a say in the matter, I shall never be missing them because they are with me, always.
We’re a family, and I couldn’t imagine it any other way. And now, our family is your family. We are Barkswell.