The Wagging Tale

Snow Dog

2009-08-27T18:19:00.000-07:00

The other day I got to see my baby, Nova, again. It had been a long while but he was very excited to see me, as always. I have known Nova since he was only 2 weeks old! He looked pretty much like a guinea pig back then. So, I don't know what the weather is doing these days. And I'm not sure I am ready for summer to be over, but Nova has already started growing in his winter fur. I can tell he can't wait for the first snow fall. But one thing is for sure and that is he always has a big smile for the camera.

Gentle Giant

2009-08-16T12:57:00.000-07:00

The other night I got to witness the meeting of massive dog vs tiny kitten. Tuna is a Tibetan Mastiff. He has grown up with many names but what continues to stick is Tuna the Bear. Hard to believe this giant 125 lb dog was once a 20 lb little puppy that we called Munchkin. Unfortunately Tuna is too quick for my iPhone photo taking skills in bad light. But I think this photo captures it all.

Dogwatch

2009-08-13T18:39:00.000-07:00

Today was Bunker's second time ever on a sail boat. He is really good with chewing ropes but not so much with the luffing. He is still getting used to his sea legs. Not so much wind on this cruise but it was still a relaxing time on the lake with one beautiful sunset.

Hot Dog!

2009-08-04T07:49:00.000-07:00

This past weekend I watched one of my favorite pals, Bailey. One thing is for sure, he puts all stereotypes of chocolate labs to rest. His owner did an amazing job training him. Nothing beats when you say to Bailey, "Tell me you love me!" And Bailey responds with, "Bark!" This cute face was a result of many tosses of the tennis ball on a hot summer day.

Hoshi

2009-08-04T01:04:00.000-07:00

Photos by Paul Moody

So I feel I should start this blog off with some history. I was raised in a hotel in Stowe, Vermont where pets were not allowed. The idea of having a dog as a kid was merely a faint and distant dream for me. I will begin this tale with how my doggy desire began. Not so long ago I had heard that a friend was looking into adopting a malamute named Yukiko or Yuki for short. Yuki, a female malamute, was not up for adoption alone. Hoshi, male, was looking for a new home as well. I fell in love with him immediately when I saw his photos. So big and fluffy he was like a bear that would protect me. I had just recently broken up with a boy that I had been seeing off and on throughout college and had been living with for 3 years after our school career. He completely broke my heart and Hoshi seemed like the perfect thing to help mend it. I of course was back living with my parents and so the idea of a huge dog, actually any dog at all, was not something my mother was too thrilled about. The best excuse she gave was, I don’t want to end up having to take care of this dog for you. Like I was 10 years old again with an attention span of a… well… lets just say, as a puppy! And so since I was under her roof at the time and I had never taken care of a dog let alone another life before. I respected her rules and passed up Hoshi to someone else. Time went by and friends kept getting puppies for themselves. I would dog sit to see if I could handle such responsibilities and it keeps coming down to, I need a dog! Still single, I have decided I need a whole new life change. I have plans to move to Boulder or Denver, CO in the next couple of months so the plan for a pup is going to have to go on hold for a bit. So until I get a puppy of my very own, I will continue to live vicariously through my friend's “best friends” by dog sitting, taking photos, wishing of course that they were my little buddy who loves me as much as they love their owner.