Trouble came to us an 8-week old ball of Bernese mountain fluff when I was the age of five. Named for her knack to do everything wrong and everything dramatically, she made my antics look trivial. Continue reading

Ruby was my protector. My babysitter. My gentle guardian. My best friend. She had an energy about her, something otherworldly, something you could never quite put your finger on. Continue reading

I’ve been an animal person since I was a baby, and I actually mean that – since the day I was born. According to my mom, the only way I would ever stop crying was to be put in front of the horse racing channel. It just inexplicably calmed me down and my love of animals only grew from there. Continue reading

The instant bond and trust between the patient and Ralphie allows me to assess the child quickly and with depth. The rapport is created the second the child sees sweet Ralph, eager to love them and accept them exactly as they are. 

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I often linger over the short time Catherine graced this earth and ponder what her “someday” dream of becoming “Care Taker” would have looked like. I am beginning to understand, in so many ways, her someday lived in her everyday moments. Continue reading