Recently at a diner with friends at another table across from us, one of my clients greeted me, then referred to me as the dog lady. To the dismay of one of the fellow diners at my table, “I would never WANT to be considered a dog lady.” Well good, I thought, as that is me, and I proudly wear the title.

For my whole life, I have either lived with, rescued, groomed or trained dogs. Wait, I am doing all of the above currently. Dogs pretty much encompass my being, and to be honest, I love it, would never change it. I often hear from people that see me walking four dogs, “you have your hands full.” I often wonder what they mean, what they really want to say. Most people can’t even walk one dog, let alone 4. I am not tooting my own horn but that is the truth. Having said that, there are some people in my peer group of dog people that can really work some amazing dog magic. I am just a pet dog trainer, I do not have the time to do any dog sport. In my wildest dreams where I have time to train my one gal to dock dive, and another to title in rally and agility. But being a dog lady that also works as a dog lady, I seem to never find the time to do what I would love to do with these gals. Hey, don’t get me wrong. These dogs get plenty of exercise, as they would burn my house down otherwise. And yes, they are that smart. I rescued Australian Cattledogs for years. They were intense and crazy, but not in the way that my current breed is.

I hope that whoever chooses to read or view what I post enjoys my love of dogs, in my life as a groomer, pet dog trainer, and rescuer of dogs.