All the best trainers and all the best friends couldn't put Moxie back together again.
I ruined her. Not on purpose. Not maliciously. Not even because I was a bad handler but I ruined the smartest, most talented dog I've ever had. And before you kindly tell me otherwise or say it isn't so, it's ...
I am still trying to figure out what I did (or didn't do) last week. What I do know is that I was wholly unproductive after losing my oldest Berner on Monday.
The world tells us we must push through our grief - or disappointments - and move on with our lives and obligations. If you still believe...
I'm entering a grief period. Knowing this in advance is weird, but I know it's coming. My 12.5yo Berner is fading, and our days together are finite, so I know what awaits.
BUT
This story is NOT meant to have you grabbing all the tissues. No! This is about "savoring," a wonderful concept intr...
