the last dance …

A couple of days ago I had my dogs over at our gym. I had a crate set up for Ocean in case she just wanted to hang out while I worked the Boyz. I’m not sure why I thought that though, she has never said no to work. Ever. As soon as Ocean saw…

my thoughts are my own, and so are my dogs

“I have no desire to make windows into men’s souls.” – from the movie Elizabeth Such a great line, so profound, so direct, and I think of it often. Sometimes, when I am working with a dog that is not straight forward, maybe a bit tricky or tweaky, owners ask me what their dog is…

my cautious, fearful, Ocean – part 3

As Ocean and I were growing together, our household grew as well, intentionally I might add. Story came to our home when Ocean was three, and $eeker moved in just two years later. Again, I think it would be fair to state that Ocean would have preferred to be our only dog, possibly the only…

11 years in the Field, A Private Look At My Notebook

My notebook is a collection of words about my work, but it’s also a reflection of the two people who have influenced my life working with animals. John Tanner taught me from the get go, that you have a relationship with every animal in your life. And you take the ups and downs and work…

a simple dirt road lesson

In 2003, every Friday for an entire summer and fall, Ocean and I would get in the car at 4am, drive about 100 miles to a friends farm, tend to and work sheep, do some farm chores, and then come home. I was so addicted and loved every minute of that journey and adventure. My…