Category Archives: Frenchie Connection

Fear can grip any of us when we least expect it.  Carl exhibits his anxiety at times when nothing visible occurs.  Just the other night, I found him leaning up against the counter in the kitchen shaking all over. I reached down to comfort him and had to take him in my arms to getContinue reading “The Grips of Fear”

This morning Carl seems to be a little more on edge than normal.  You would think that walking a dog day after day, he would begin to understand the rules of how to engage with other dogs. But not Carl. Today I realized that what should be a typical walk around the block is nothingContinue reading “Weeding Through Life”

The fire was on and Carl and Bee lay in front of it without a worry in the world. The temperatures had dropped and I found it to be a perfect opportunity to turn on the fireplace so that the dogs would be able to snuggle up in their beds for an extra hour ofContinue reading “The Disturbing Unknown”

Flying is one activity that I both love and hate. I love being able to get to my destination hours and hours earlier than if I drive, but hate the feeling of not being in control. It can be particularly alarming when we go through turbulence that suddenly drops the plane and causes my stomachContinue reading “Flying Out of Contol”

If Carl could just understand that it isn’t time for dinner. He is fed two times a day, one at 5:00 in the evening and the second when he wakes me up. This could be 3:00 or 6:00 AM. When he eats earlier in the morning he doesn’t understand that he must wait until 5:00Continue reading “The Gap of Time Called Waiting”

Carl began to whine with the high pitched voice that I have become accustomed to when he is worried. His hair began to rise between his shoulders and his ears perked straight up. He was definitely upset about something, but what, I am not sure. He rushed through the doggy door and quickly made hisContinue reading “The Art of Fretting”

I walked into the door after being gone a couple of days and was greeted by a carpet of toilet paper that had been shredded with care throughout the entire first floor. Apparently this was not enough because the destruction didn’t stop there. On the back porch lay the remains of the grill cover thatContinue reading “The Carpet of Toilet Paper”

The arrangements had been made for Carl to stay with my neighbor while we were away for my daughter’s wedding. The morning before leaving, I walked Carl over and was surprised to find out that they wanted to go ahead and keep him so we could pack without the distractions. I really wasn’t emotionally readyContinue reading “Lavished with Love”

Fall was beginning to make its presence known as Carl, Bee, and I walked out of the house into the crisp morning air. The sun had just peeked over the tree tops and the rays literally blinded us as we walked up the drive way. No one was stirring given that it was Sunday whichContinue reading “Taken Captive By Fear”

For Carl, this morning was just like all others. We got up early and placed the silver collar around his neck. Then after the leash was attached, he went to the screen door where he waited until it was opened. Once the door was cracked open, Carl pushed his compact body through, making sure thatContinue reading “Mourning in the Morning”