Vern can’t understand why Bee doesn’t want to have anything to do with him. All he wants is what dogs want, some companionship and attention. But Bee knows better. She has been around the block a couple of times with other male dogs, and knows the attention Vern wants to give, isn’t welcome. Humans areContinue reading “The Desire for Attention”
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The Consequences of Worry
Vern, our handsome Frenchie isn’t eating these days. His approach to how he views food has changed. Instead of rushing over to his bowl and digging in, he stops a couple of feet away from the morsels nestled together in his bowl and looks around. If he discovers his sister Bee in eye shot, heContinue reading “The Consequences of Worry”
Voices
It was clear that Vern was not feeling well. He ignored his food and only wanted to lie down in front of the fire. Bee, on the other hand, was eager to go after the extra bowl of food that she didn’t need, given we are watching her waist line. All morning, we tried toContinue reading “Voices”
Vern’s Break for Freedom
A break for freedom. All Vern could think about was making it through the gap in the door and out into the world where the possibilities were endless. He didn’t care that he had a huge fenced in back yard to play in. No, that wasn’t enough. He had to have more. More space andContinue reading “Vern’s Break for Freedom”
Misplaced Power
Bee stood in the way of Vern’s food. She sat down and wouldn’t budge. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. Vern was under her spell. No matter how many times we placed the food near Vern, he refused to eat. Instead, he scanned the room to note where his female companion could beContinue reading “Misplaced Power”
The Neon Lights of Fear
Vern’s cries could be heard upstairs. Not sure why there was such a commotion, I peered down to find Bee in front of the fire. The place I left Vern only moments earlier. And there lying on the carpet steps away from the ideal spot was Vern with body creeping ever closer to the placeContinue reading “The Neon Lights of Fear”
The Art of Contentment
Vern appeared perfectly content. After breakfast had been served, he went for his morning walk around the neighborhood. He spotted a deer in the distance and pulled tightly on the leash when another larger dog came into view. But now that he was home, Vern had nothing else on his agenda but to do aContinue reading “The Art of Contentment”
In the Shade of Little Things
Vern slipped his little body through my legs and slithered outside where he began to explore the freedom of the world. My first attempt to catch him was unsuccessful as his small black frame slipped from my grasp. I had to take a different approach so I rushed back inside and found the treats thatContinue reading “In the Shade of Little Things”
Words of Life
Today, in our world there is a sower sowing for all to hear.
Vern’s Idea of Contentment
Vern looked up from the back seat and began to whimper. Was he distressed or just didn’t understand where we were going without his sister Bee. As much as he enjoyed being with us, it appeared that he just couldn’t figure out why she was left behind. We would have thought Vern would love theContinue reading “Vern’s Idea of Contentment”