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Percy & Watson, the standard poodles that ease the stress of every day life (part 5)

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“I have found that my dogs play a similar role in my life.

For me, what’s most joyous is accepting responsibility for them.

They give me the chance to give them the care and love they innately deserve.

That means consistency and being a presence in their life on a daily basis.

They give me the chance to be a better person.”

Percy & Watson, the standard poodles that ease the stress of every day life (part 1)

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“I got my dogs with my partner, so it wasn’t primarily my decision.

I am extremely glad, though.

I wasn’t involved in selecting and purchasing them, but I was very involved with teaching and training them.

I taught them how to sit, stay, wait for us to walk before them, and other general forms of etiquette.

It was interesting to see how differently Percy and Watson learned from one another.”

HARRY AND MILLY, THE PAPILLONS THAT MAKE AN EMPTY NEST MORE BEARABLE (PART 6)

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“I also feel like dogs are mirrors of us.

I try to learn from their behavior.

Just like with people, you can’t control their behavior.

You can only control your own responses.

I try not to be disappointed, but more accepting.”

TALLULAH, THE LABRADOR RETRIEVER/WHIPPET RESCUE DOG (PART 1)

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“I’ve always loved dogs.

I got Tally when I was in college, two years ago.

I got another dog first, but he was already sick with heart worm.

I didn’t want him to die in the shelter, so I adopted him and got him treated, but he died six months later from a grand mall seizure, related to his heart worm.

I knew I wanted to get another dog, so I waited until I went back home to Florence, Alabama and went to the local shelter, where I met Tally.”

Preston, the Failed Show Dog Rescue, And Scarlet, the Black Labrador Mix, Rescue (Part 5)

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“We rushed him to the Blue Pearl Animal Hospital.

It turned out that he had eaten rat poison.

We got there just in time, because he was hemorrhaging internally.

I thought I was going to lose him because he had bled out too much.

The vets said he had a 50/50 chance of surviving.

I prayed and prayed.

He made it..”

Yoda, the Rescue Pug Who Needed Some Loving (part 5)

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Jojo, the Beloved French Bulldog, Shared by Two People (part 5)

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“Jojo is like a service or therapy dog.

He came with me to the Dr. for my annual physical and when the Dr. tested my knee reflexes with a medical hammer, Jojo started growling at him, thinking I was in danger.

he would protect me at any and all costs.

As a single person, getting outside my own head and taking care of another being fulfill my life.”

Jojo, the Beloved French Bulldog, Shared by Two People (part 4)

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“One night Jojo jumped off the bed and his legs gave out from under him.

I knew he was in distress because he was panting heavily and he couldn’t walk.

I rushed him to the Animal Hospital, Blue Pearl and they operated on his spine the next morning.

It took four to five months for him to heal, and he is as recovered as he will ever be.

He can run and fetch, climb up on rocks, and ride on the bike.

He can’t jump off of anything, play tug of war, and he can’t wrestle.

Jojo is my best buddy.

I take him with me everywhere.”

Jojo, the Beloved French Bulldog, Shared by Two People (part 3)

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“Jojo became more and more of a shared dog, and we consider it joint custody.

Two things changed  everything with Jojo and me.

Hiking and biking.

We started to go on the bus to Harriman State Park and hike all day.

We got there at 10:30 a.m. and left at 5:00 p.m.

I bike everywhere, so I bought a dog carrier that I attached to my bike and we are a team.

We rode to down to the battery along the river and then up to the little red lighthouse at the George Washington Bridge.”

Jojo, the Beloved French Bulldog, Shared by Two People (part 2)

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“His owner said, Jojo would come home home after our trip to the dog run and Central Park, and pass out from exhaustion.

Next, we started having sleepovers.

His owner and I decided that I would keep him for several days a t time, which turned into Thursday evening through Monday morning.

I started taking him to he veterinarian, because I had him on the weekend, and his owner and I work during the week, and neither of us have much free time.”