Gregory is missing! He is a foster dog with Barrhead Animal Rescue Society, a rescue organization that I volunteer with. Gregory was originally brought to BARS from the Northwest Territories from a horrible hoarding situation. He was then brought to Waggytails Dog Daycare in Edmonton to start his rehabilitation under the care of Leah Walsh and her staff and trainers. Gregory made huge progress while at Waggytails and was able to move on to a foster home to further his rehab.

On February 27, 2017 while out for a walk with is family out in Morinville, Gregory managed to slip out of his harness. This was in the vicinity of the Morinville fire station. Gregory is an EXTREMELY timid dog. He will run if called or chased. On behalf of BARS, I am asking you to please keep your eyes open for any sightings of Gregory. If you see him, please contact BARS at 780.307.6590. We need to get Gregory home.

His story is close to my heart. As a trainer and staff member at Waggytails, I got to know Gregory and see his transformation from a shut-down, terrified dog to a shy, curious, and sweet boy. While Gregory has come along way in his rehabilitation, he has a long way to go in learning to trust humans. He needs to come home to those that love him.


One Second Everyday 2016


Another year is over and another one has begun. Last year was a whirlwind of ups and downs. It seemed like there were more downs than ups, but there was some good and right now, I am choosing to focus on that. I’ve included a link to my One Second Everyday video. It’s from an app called One Second Everyday, and you basically just record a second of video everyday, or upload a picture and the app mashes it all together into a video at the end of the year. I love it and so do many of my friends! So, without any more preamble click the link and check it out!

One Second Everyday 2016


Choices. There are so many choices to make everyday. Some are simple. What to eat for breakfast. Which shoes to wear. Others are harder. They need more thought. Which house should I buy? Should I get life insurance?  How do we know which choice to make? How do we know that we are making the right one? Sometimes we make the right choice. We feel satisfaction and know that our decision is sound. But what happens when we make the wrong choice? What if you thought it was the right thing to do, but it ends up being wrong? What if we regret the choice we make and want to take it back? What if we can’t? What if the choices we make impact not only ourselves, but others? Perhaps the decisions others make have an effect on us even if we are unaware of what was decided? What happens if we aren’t a part of the decision-making process? How should we feel if the end result isn’t what we wanted, or expected? What do we do if we expect it, but can’t control it? Or, if we can control the outcome but not the reactions to it?

Life is all about choices and the effects that they have on our lives. Worrying about their outcome can cause us stress… But, it can also help us to thoroughly think about all possibilities before jumping to conclusions and making the wrong choice.

But how do we know if we’ve thought about a decision too little, enough, or too much? 2roads

How do we know which road to take?



Enveloped by the warmth.


Surrounded by the silence.


The light gets dark and turns to black.


The darkness takes over but isn’t threatening.


The feeling of weightlessness takes over.


The everyday floats away.


The water washes away everything.



Adrift in the water.


Never felt so good.

Random Creative Writing.

She pulled the knife from her chest and smiled.

“Was that supposed to hurt?” She pondered aloud while examining the knife. Hmm… no blood. Guess that armor works after all. Grabbing a cloth from the desk above her, she polished the knife so that there were no fingerprints left on it. Hers or otherwise. She didn’t want to accuse anyone of anything. People take things so seriously these days.  No, it’s better that no one know about this. Not yet anyways. Evidence would appear again. Nothing stays hidden for long. Being what she was, there was no way the evidence wouldn’t surface again. She just wasn’t ready for that to happen right now.

As for the person who tried to kill her with the knife, she knew he’d try again. And the next time, she wouldn’t be knocked down.

Five Months…

My Kolby. My sweet, sweet Kolby girl. It’s been five months since you left this world. Five months since a part of my heart left with you when you journeyed to the Rainbow Bridge. It feels like just yesterday that I brought you home. You entered into my life like a whirlwind. You brought your goofy smile and demanding bark into my house, and left paw prints all over place.

Losing you was one of the most devastating things that has ever happened to me. Making the decision to free you from pain was both easy and difficult. Easy because I saw that you were starting to suffer, and that is the last thing that I ever wanted for you. Difficult because I knew that choice would mean that I would never see you, hold you, or kiss you again. It hurt my heart and soul to lose you. You brought so much joy into my life even though you were only with me for a way too short period of time. Landon loved you so much. You helped him gain confidence. You two were partners in crime. Always side by side. The way you two played made me smile. You would definitely put Landon in his place, and he never seemed to mind.

I miss you so very much. I can’t put into words how much you mean to me. I say mean, because you will always be with me. I just wish I could hold you one more time. Even if only for a moment.I love you so much. You will forever be my pretty, pretty princess.


2016, I am Done with You.

2016, what a year you have been. You have given me so many challenges. Emotional challenges that just keep on coming. I don’t even know where to begin. I’m a strong person, this is I know from the challenges of previous events in my life. But this year, well this year has been a clusterfuck for lack of a better word. (Although, I think clusterfuck sums it up nicely.) And being the interesting year that you’ve been, you even did me the courtesy of having the end of 2015 give me a preview of what you would bring.

What am I talking about? Well, first you had December 2015 surprise me with Kolby’s cancer diagnosis. Let me tell you, I was NOT prepared for that. At all. She seemed so healthy, that when the vet informed me her cancer was terminal, I was gobsmacked. How could this beautiful, loving dog that I was adopting into my life be riddled with cancer? Why? Hadn’t she had a hard enough life? Didn’t she deserve to live a long, happy life with me? Then, if that weren’t enough, my grandma who also had cancer fell out of bed and broke her arm and ended up in the hospital. Seriously?!

Then when you came rolling in on January 1st, you let us have a small bit of peace. Until my aunt became so ill that we were scared that we were going to lose her.  She pulled through, but you weren’t finished. Kolby’s cancer progressed so much, that her battle needed to be ended so she wouldn’t suffer. February 6th, 2016 was one of the hardest days of my life. I had to put my girl to sleep. By myself. Why? Because my grandma was in the hospital and my parents had left town that day to see her. So they didn’t get to say goodbye. At least my aunt, my best friend and her daughter were able to be with me because I don’t know what I would have done if I had to be all alone.

March came along and saw my grandmother’s condition worsen and her battle was lost as well. But you decided that wasn’t good enough, and had to make my uncle sick causing him to miss his mother’s funeral. And let’s just say his condition is serious without the added rushes to the hospital that you had him make. I’m just glad that you decided that he’d been through enough the last few years and spared him.

But you decided that you weren’t done with me. I, apparently, have not had enough. No. apparently, being given a break is not in the cards. No. You had to do me one more time. You decided that this year needed to be topped off big. You decided that it would okay to announce that my dad has prostate cancer. Low-grade, sure. But cancer nonetheless. Because cancer is going to be the ruling factor in my life. This disease that has wrecked havoc on the lives of so many, has become the one disease that just won’t quit affecting my loved ones.

2016, you are not over yet but I do hope you are over causing me grief. Because if you are not, you can be damn sure that I WILL own 2017 and will own it with a vengeance!