A Path Strewn with Roses

Farewell My Lovelies 2011

2012-01-08T19:30:00.000-08:00

Rest in peace my friends

Ode to the Petsitter 2011

2012-01-08T14:49:00.000-08:00

All of my sleeping partners from last year - oh what a lucky girl am I!

The song is All I Know by Lil Bow Wow

Maxwell

2011-12-31T09:53:00.001-08:00

After many cold damp days, Max was delighted to enjoy the view while the sun warmed his shoulders.

Sally

2011-12-28T15:33:00.001-08:00

A lap full of luxury.

Riley & Finnengan

2011-12-27T13:22:00.000-08:00

Elegance defined.

The sprawling, super relaxed kind of elegance, anyway.

Innie and Outie

2011-12-10T14:17:00.001-08:00

Red loves to be bundled under a blanket or two, and Gracie would like that too, except she feels a strong need to be unhampered for those raging dashes to bark at the front window every 7 and 1/2 minutes. I've never felt so protected from phantom dangers!

Sarabe

2011-12-05T08:12:00.001-08:00

On this, maybe our fifth stay together, super shy Sarabe has finally succumbed to my charms. Look how close I can get to her without her dashing under the bed! Success has never felt so good.

Cleo

2011-10-16T12:55:00.000-07:00

It's the perfect fall day watching the very lovely Cleo frolic among the drifting bougainvillea blossoms.

Little Kitty

2011-06-19T08:25:00.000-07:00

How could anyone concentrate on reading when the super cute Little Kitty cozies up.

The Ferals of Avalon Avenue

2011-06-04T15:26:00.001-07:00

These ferals are unconcerned when the rain comes pouring down because they have this charming roofed patio to while away the hours.

Sugar

2011-06-04T15:25:00.000-07:00

Have you ever seen a dog more soulful than Sugar? Or one with a more kissable forehead?

So hungry...

2011-05-07T12:10:00.000-07:00

I'm am not one for teasing dogs but this is so charming.

Forwarded to me by Slidell's people.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGeKSiCQkPw&feature=related

Rachel with Duke and Evie

2011-03-31T17:12:00.000-07:00

Rachel came to help care for Duke and Evie, and wasted no time in falling deeply and completely in love. She also bestowed nicknames that fit them perfectly. Duke (looming large) answers to Snugglesaurus, and Evie, Heavens Hell Hound - but of course...

Simple Pleasures

2011-03-21T10:05:00.000-07:00

Bruno and Vashti explore the joys of an unmade bed.

Kitchen Helper

2011-03-18T12:14:00.001-07:00

Slidell loves to live a life of service, always willing to pitch in and help with kitchen clean ups.

Awesome!

2011-03-08T13:12:00.000-08:00

This was forwarded to me by Finn's folks - I totally get where this person is coming from. Sometimes you just have to shout it from the rooftop!

Double click to enlarge image.

Maxwell & Bandit

2011-02-26T12:56:00.001-08:00

This was my first official stay with these two gentlemanly bon vivants, and they wasted no time at all in attempting to properly train me. "We have bacon for breakfast every day," they said hopefully, eyes shining. "And we thought perhaps for dinner tonight, we would like a small piece of halibut, lightly broiled."
When I gently explained that wasn't on the menu, they sighed delicately and wandered out to the sunny deck to nap. But they were back shortly.
"Every quarter past the hour is snack time. A bit of chicken liver would be very nice, maybe followed by a little saucer of cream."
"Hmm," I said, "I'm fresh out of liver. How about a Greenie instead?"
"Oh, yes, Greenies - we love them!"
And so it went in the following days. They would compose elaborate menus, which were somehow satisfied by Greenies.
I couldn't help but marvel at such imaginative palettes that could turn a simple everyday treat into lobster thermidor and steak and kidney pie. I hope over our next visit they can teach me how to do that too!

Rainy Day

2011-02-18T09:28:00.000-08:00

Cleo, preferring to luxuriate in her garden during the day, was trying to make the best of staying in on this very rainy morning. But after watching TV for ten minutes, she threw up her paws in disgust and headed out to sit in the garage, muttering something about too many damn commercials.

Alvero

2011-02-09T18:16:00.000-08:00

Just look at this handsome guy! Alvero is the concierge of the Gallery House in the lovely Miraflores neighborhood of Lima, Peru. I landed in Lima three times on my way elsewhere, and each time I stepped through the gate of the hostal, Alvero was there to greet me. We were instant good friends, and he really helped to me to accomplish the one thing I desire above all else - to feel at home in the world.

The PetSitter's Song 2010

2011-01-19T15:38:00.000-08:00

My elderly, but much loved laptop, labored so hard at putting this slideshow together. But I'm afraid it's filled with glitches, fits and starts, and some of you will notice a few of the photos are from years past. Still, the animals are, as always, beautiful, and the sentiment is true...

The song is Forever Young performed by The Young@Heart Chorus

Pazzo

2011-01-19T15:09:00.001-08:00

Every morning of my 10 day stay here in lovely Novato, I awaken rested and ready to take on the world. But as soon as I begin to throw off the covers, Pazzo leaps across the bed and burrows deep beneath the blankets, curling up next to me. What choice do I have but to stay in bed, dozing for another hour or so. Once Pazzo emerges, ready for breakfast, my enthusiasm to tackle my to do list has faded, and it's just another lazy day. Ah well, I'll have to change the world another day. But it's good to know my priorities are in proper order...

And furthermore...

2010-12-29T16:51:00.000-08:00

yhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 4c943

I don't know what it means but Bruno started a new post and typed this while sitting at my laptop, so I know it must be of great importance.

Bruno

2010-12-29T16:46:00.001-08:00

Bruno has fallen in love with Sofia's cozy jacket, and has begged me to get one just like it for him, but with a green lining - the better to match his eyes.

Old Blue Eyes

2010-12-09T14:49:00.001-08:00

After carefully searching for the best acoustics, Max prefers to do his crooning in the tub.

Baby

2010-09-26T09:07:00.000-07:00

Baby and I are old friends, but this last visit I skyrocketed to the top of his list of favorite people by this one simple gesture. Every morning, after breakfast, I tossed a hand towel in the dryer for a few minutes, and then put it on the bed for him to roll around on. In this picture Baby's purring so intensely, I swear he's about to levitate.

Rachel with Venus

2010-09-21T14:51:00.000-07:00

Greetings from the House of Love!

Tiny Boots

2010-09-11T08:27:00.001-07:00

Although we just met this year, Tiny and I have formed a fast friendship. I love going down to his bungalow at Rockaway Beach, and relaxing on the deck with him. Who wouldn't? He's the coolest...

Gracie & Red with Rachel

2010-09-10T07:32:00.000-07:00

The perfect afternoon!

Finn

2010-09-10T07:18:00.000-07:00

Finn asked me to photograph him from this angle because he wanted to be sure everyone would be able to see what my daughter calls his magic five spice ear. It really is quite spectacular - and so is he!

Nurie

2010-08-08T17:38:00.000-07:00

Nurie is convinced that if he can just concentrate hard enough, he can dissolve that annoying glass barrier that stands between him and all of those tasty looking birds.

Duke & Evie

2010-07-31T12:05:00.000-07:00

We are nearing the end of a long and lovely visit, and we're enjoying a pretty typical morning. Evie insists she will expire immediately if she doesn't get breakfast right now, while Duke begs for just another 20 minutes of sleep.

Ka-Boom?

2010-07-03T11:02:00.000-07:00

When is it a blessing to being caring for a deaf dog? When it's 4th of July weekend in the lively neighborhood of Bernal Heights. Although the world outside this sweet cottage is beginning to explode with fireworks, Ming and I are nothing but peaceful and calm, and plan on staying that way throughout all of the booming madness.

Gracie & Red: A Welcome Sight

2010-06-13T21:30:00.000-07:00

It's thrilling to walk up the path and see this dynamic dachshund duo waiting for me. How adorable are they?

Ming

2010-06-10T11:09:00.000-07:00

At the ripe old age of 15, Ming attributes his long life to taking the time to enjoy the simple pleasures life has to offer, a leisurely morning stroll through the garden being high on the list.

GromKitty

2010-05-29T08:49:00.000-07:00

This hectic Half Moon Bay home is seemingly reigned supreme by two rambunctious St. Bernards. All day long they love to entertain me by wrestling and running and slamming into each other, and each hilarious playtime is punctuated by power naps, complete with heavy breathing and drooling. And yet somehow, amidst the madness,

GromKitty always manages to find a serene spot to sit and reflect on the world outside, refreshing himself by calmly sniffing the ocean breezes.

Oh GromKitty, you are so very zen ...

Designs by Desi

2010-04-23T12:42:00.000-07:00

When Desi is struck by inspiration, he likes to get to work quickly and quietly. He prefers to do most of his work in the middle of the night when he is less likely to be interrupted in his creative process. I love what he did here, using just a single roll of white Quilted Northern. It shows that he can be soft and sweet, but with an irrepressible wild streak. It's pure genius and I believe he has every reason to be proud.

Cutie pie Cleo

2010-04-18T08:17:00.000-07:00

On this sunny Sunday morning, my good friend Cleo had the gracious good manners to let me sleep all the way until 6:30. Wow! Then she entertained me for the better part of an hour by frolicking around the house like a little kitten. So adorable! And as I write this, she is curled up behind me on the couch, kneading her little paws into my lower back, giving me a much needed massage. I think she may be the perfect hostess!

Barney

2010-03-24T11:32:00.000-07:00

Barney likes to get his paperwork over early in the day so he can get to the really important things in life - like feather wrestling.

Venus

2010-03-09T16:57:00.001-08:00

Venus is dismayed that all the men attending the Academy Awards have seemingly copied her fashion style without affording her due credit.

Room with a view

2010-03-03T17:16:00.001-08:00

Although he loves his long daily walks, on this very rainy day Buddy realizes there's no point in arguing with Mother Nature, so he consoles himself with the fact that he has such a plush perch from which to watch and wait for the sun to shine once again.

Its the Law (and Order)

2010-02-19T19:13:00.000-08:00

My daughter's best friend sent me this with a note that said I wouldn't be disappointed. You know me well Aileen!

http://nastynets.com/?p=2890

Words Fail

2010-01-31T11:09:00.000-08:00

These little girls are just too adorable for words!

Farewell My Lovelies 2009

2010-01-29T20:16:00.000-08:00

My memorial to my animal friends who passed on last year...

Just as I suspected...

2010-01-27T18:51:00.000-08:00

Although Gracie came to stay while seeking a new home, in the end she was just too darn cute to part with, and now she's a permanent resident. Hooray!

Duke

2010-01-16T16:16:00.000-08:00

Handsome is as handsome does, it's true, but Duke has a lot more going for him than his elegant good looks. There is his sweet, gentle and generous nature just for starts. Yet when he saunters down the street, heads swivel and jaws drop at the sheer majestic beauty that is his. It makes me feel special just to be the person who has the honor to stroll alongside him.

Tidings of Comfort & Joy

2009-12-25T19:00:00.000-08:00

Poe is arguably one of the most eloquent Beagles of his time.

Video by Rachel

Nurie & Bozie

2009-12-03T18:25:00.000-08:00

In this lovely Alameda abode, Nurie, dressed in black, loves to drink slowly from the bathroom sink, while Bozie, in the gray and white tuxedo, is happy to wile away an afternoon gazing out the window. But I believe they are secretly relishing their own reflections. I have heard that Elvis was unable to pass a mirror without pausing to admire himself, and I think we may have the same situation here. And who can blame them? When you are truly beautiful, the draw must be irresistible....

Tiaras & Tenderloin

2009-11-08T17:30:00.000-08:00

It's a very special day here on Harrison St. It's Chloe's 11th birthday - truly something to celebrate, so she had a sparkly tiara and a juicy steak. Both lasted about 23 seconds, but what a great and wondrous 23 seconds it was...

Gracie & Red

2009-11-07T18:06:00.000-08:00

In this Richmond household Red is the permanent resident, and Gracie is visiting while looking for a new home, but if you ask me, I don't believe Gracie is leaving anytime soon. First of all, she's claimed the couch as her own personal property, and I don't know how she could get it out the door if she had to leave. Second of all, Red has claimed her as the long lost little sister she always knew was out there somewhere, and is delighted has finally arrived. And as Red's people so aptly put it, their house is like the roach motel - dogs come in, but they never leave - in a much nicer way, of course.

Onni & Snitch

2009-11-05T22:13:00.000-08:00

These are the big dogs that Hobbs loves (see below), and with good reason, as they are indeed quite lovable. If they look familiar, it may be because the fabulous beings from Where The Wild Things Are were based upon them. That's what I think anyway. And if you saw the way they wrestled and tumbled and slept in a pile you'd probably think so too.

Hobbs Who Loves Big Dogs

2009-11-05T18:14:00.000-08:00

His people said he'd stay hidden at least for the first few days. They said there was a possibility I might never see more than a flash of a tail darting behind the bed. But three hours after I walked in the door Hobbs Who Loves Big Dogs was nestled in my lap, contentedly chewing on my necklace and covering me with a lush blanket of long luxurious orange fur. How lucky am I to be one of the chosen few in his circle...

Slap Happy in Pacifica

2009-10-11T09:10:00.000-07:00

My friend Cleo, aka Boss Lady, is a fun and yet complicated character. We all have our little quirks and one of Cleo's is that, well, she just loves to be slapped while she eats. It is not my place to question, but merely oblige. So every morning at breakfast I kneel beside her and smack her smartly on the rump while she chomps on her kibble and writhes with ecstasy. To each his own, right?

I've learned not to do this at any time other than mealtime though, or I could lose an eye with one swipe of her paw. It's all very specific...

What's wrong with this picture?

2009-10-10T13:52:00.000-07:00

No animals anywhere in sight!

After a few weeks of traveling through Portugal, I am once again astounded how few animals I encountered. A few stray cats in the Azores, and perhaps a dozen dogs in all. But they have that peculiar way of looking straight through me that I find so unsettling. I love traveling but I'm finding it increasingly difficult to go without animal contact for so long. Perhaps I'll start a new service for small dogs - Come With Me - for those who wish their dogs to become more culturally well rounded. A week in Aix de Provence, or 10 days touring the Greek Isles. Hmm, I may be on to something here...

Jimbo

2009-09-22T18:05:00.000-07:00

I met Jimbo while staying at the incredibly beautiful Chamounix Mansion Hostel in Philadelphia. I think he's the owner. We met only briefly, but I could see that he works very hard. Greeting the guests takes up quite a bit of his time, and he seems to spend an equal amount of time frolicking in the grass. But his most important job is pictured above - herding the trio of resident cats - until they turn on him, of course.

Fact Finding Mission

2009-09-19T08:15:00.000-07:00

As a strictly indoor cat, Bruno gathers information about the world outside wherever he can, willing to brave even the most dangerous of terrains in his quest for knowledge.

Nights in Potrero

2009-09-10T12:44:00.000-07:00

Late on these balmy summer nights Daisy Dorables loves to relax while watching an old movie, but Lil' Nikki Snikki prefers being read to - nothing scary for these tender hearted girls though or they simply cannot sleep...

Ida

2009-09-03T18:09:00.000-07:00

Although I've cared for Ida several times now, she never loses patience with my inferior ball throwing abilities. " Just watch me," she"ll say sweetly, gently wresting the ball from my hand. " With time and practice you're sure to improve. Don't worry, you'll get it." It's so heartening to be believed in...

Chloe Meets a New Friend

2009-08-15T17:42:00.000-07:00

Ming

2009-07-17T11:16:00.000-07:00

My former next door neighbor, the heartstoppingly handsome Ming, has hated me for years. As a serious guard dog, he would snarl and bark at me every time I passed his gate. So when his owner asked me if I would stay with him for two weeks this summer I said "Yes, certainly, I'd love to", because I try to accept what is offered to me in life, all the while ignoring those shivers running up the back of my legs whispering "Run as fast as you can and get the hell out of here!".

Ming suffered a stroke last year, he's deaf now and almost completely blind, but his sense of smell is still intact - and there's nothing wrong with his teeth either.

I spent the night before she left there, because, quite frankly, I was afraid to enter the house after her departure.

At every step of the way, I worried. When I left the house, would he let me come back in? - Yes.

Would he let me walk into the back of the house? The bedroom? The deck? Yes Yes Yes.

I quickly came to realize, Ming no longer hated me. In fact, he kinda liked me, and it was a pleasure to see his tail wag as I scratched his back and neck. I don't know what changed. Perhaps he's decided to retire from a long guard dog career - or maybe he just realized I was there for him. Within a matter of a couple of days we became good friends, although I admit I was always intensely aware of my ankles every time I had to pass by his slumbering body, lest he forget our new relationship.

Let's go - bring water

2009-07-01T16:11:00.000-07:00

I came upon this post while blog browsing, and while I certainly realize the sad circumstances, I think if the Australian Tourist Board used it in their advertising they would be flooded ( no pun intended ) with thrill seekers ...

http://aubreyirmgard.blogspot.com/2009/06/cute-koala-bear-email.html

Boss Lady

2009-06-25T18:50:00.001-07:00

Life with Cleo is a breeze once she impressed upon me one simple fact - her way or the highway. This means I am free to hike the beautiful hills and coastal trails here in lovely Pacifica all day, as long as I adhere to a few modest requests. Number one most important - breakfast is to be served at 3:30 a.m. She is happy to remind me of the time by stepping on my head. Should I ignore this gentle reminder, Cleo will step to the edge of the bed and launch herself into a full body slam against me, which sends me flying to the kibble closet, quaking with fear at what might come next. Breakfast is followed by the gentlest stream of water from the kitchen tap, and once her thirst is quenched Cleo is ready to begin patrolling her garden, a job she takes quite seriously. For the rest of the time, whenever I'm in the house, my one responsibility is to respond immediately to her swift rap against the window, signaling her desire to come in and snack.

At nightfall, Cleo will curl up beside me on the couch, and allow me to pet her, as long as I don't get carried away. When I remark on her great beauty, she quietly agrees. And when I admire her lovely orangeness, Cleo says that she is really more golden than orange. She went on to explain that golden cats are the highest form of life, and that they are in direct communication with all of the magical beings. "What? Magical beings?" I stammer, wide eyed. Cleo pauses, yawns delicately and then stretches. " Not for humans to know," she murmurs, and then settles down to sleep, ignoring my questions completely, until I finally give up. After all, she is the boss.

Chloe/Katherine

2009-06-15T18:17:00.000-07:00

I know what you're wondering - which one is which? Not only is the resemblance uncanny, but they are both spirited, feisty women who enjoy an active sporting life. And now that Chloe is getting up in age, she even has a little bit of that shaky limb thing that Hepburn was so famous for not hiding. But most importantly, Chloe has a huge dose of that sparkly, magical star quality that makes people do a double take when they pass her on the street.

Do people reincarnate as dogs? If they have an inkling of the good life ahead, as in Chloe's case, they'd be foolish not to.

And I think we all know Kate was no fool - I'm just saying ...

Fibby

2009-06-08T20:49:00.000-07:00

Unlike her elusive brother Tibby, who is a man of few words, my gal Fibby is a real chatterbox. She has opinions on just about every subject under the sun, which she freely expounds on all day and night. As smart as she is though, Fibby is often puzzled by the strange behaviors of the humans she sees on TV, and will wander around the house asking "Why? Why? Why?". I never know what to tell her - we humans certainly are a strange lot. Usually we agree it's best to just cuddle up on the couch, and do some serious head scratching. That works out well for both of us.

Sparky

2009-06-07T11:01:00.000-07:00

Older brother to Josie, Sparky was almost my first client. He was a robust, sturdy young man then - a real people person, especially pretty women, and never really cared for other dogs, and wasn't afraid to say so, if asked. Now Sparky is an elegant gentleman, old and slow, but just as handsome as ever. He keeps his strolls to a minimum, taking care of business and then turning back towards home. Still, he always has a happy wag for anyone passing by, but a word to the wise canine - do not attempt to sniff his butt, because he won't hesitate to tell you to back off!

Daisy & Nikki

2009-05-28T14:10:00.000-07:00

After nearly two years of trying to work out our schedules, I finally won the jackpot - six fun filled days with these ultra adorable little girls. Let me just say, it was well worth the wait.

When my daughter saw these pictures, she was certain the Blue Fairy had gone to FAO Schwarz, passed her wand over two stuffed animals and whispered "Now you are real dogs." I myself think that's entirely possible...

After the Incident

2009-05-26T21:37:00.000-07:00

It was too horrific to talk about at the time, but the last time I took care of Buddy Boy, the remarkable little dog, he was attacked by another dog. We had just headed out for an early evening stroll through the neighborhood, and had only gotten around the corner, when a female black lab ( I know, right?) broke from her leash and oh, I don't want to go into details but it wasn't pretty. I managed to pull her off of him but not before she sank her nasty fangs deep into his thigh. I like almost all dogs, but don't mess with my Buddy!

Several hours later he emerged from the emergency vet shaved, stitched, and with a very unpleasant looking drain installed in his leg. Poor little guy! He was in the house for a week, recovering. This picture was taken on his first outing, outside of Peet's Coffee Shop, where he graciously accepted the good wishes of his very large fan club.

Josie

2009-05-17T05:00:00.000-07:00

Josie is a rescued street dog from China, and who knows what she experienced before she was adopted, but I'm willing to bet it wasn't a lot of fun. When I first started taking care of her, I called her my little land shark. Out on our walks, everything would go in her mouth, and if it was inedible , she'd spit it back out. That's not an issue for her anymore now that she can count on being fed regularly, and although at home she is happy and relaxed, out in the world she can still be quite skittish. Any little thing can send her hightailing out of the park, and leave me trailing after her with shredded nerves.

Halfway through this last visit, she came home with a baby's pacifier concealed in her mouth. She carried it with her everywhere, from the couch to the crate to the deck, and maybe it's my imagination, but she seems to be much calmer. On our last morning walk, she saw three dogs walking toward her and turned to run. I said "Wait Josie, it's just two Pugs and a Ridgeback, nothing you can't handle." For the first time she paused, considered the situation, and decided she probably could handle it.

So now what, for Josie? Perhaps she'll decide to help others - coming out with a line of Panicked Pups Pacifiers of her own. Remember you read it here first...

Rainy Morning

2009-04-09T11:09:00.000-07:00

Venus, Vashti and Bruno are hoping it rains all day. I asked Slidell if he agrees, but he's too busy running up and down the stairs after his ball to talk.

Just a Dream

2009-04-07T18:51:00.001-07:00

Back here on Wool Street with my quartet of lovelies, I find I often have a reoccuring frightening dream that happens just before waking. In the dream, I see the kibble. I know the kibble is there. The kibble is rolling in the drawer, and yet, although the kibble is close, it does not satisfy. The kibble does not satisfy, and I am tormented by this. My discomfort rises to a level that I am forced to waken before I am ready, and then there is Bruno, sitting by his food bowl, impatient for breakfast, smugly aware that he has once again managed to invade my dreams. See how he laughs?

Buddy Boy Tours

2009-03-29T21:13:00.001-07:00

Because I am that rare American who does not drive, never has and probably never will (and I say probably only because of the never say never rule), I tend to gravitate toward places that are easily walked around and/or have good public transportation. So imagine my dismay when I was being called repeatedly to petsit in the deep suburbs of Novato. The little dog, Buddy Boy, is a joy and the house is lovely, but it's a mile to the nearest good coffee shop, and a mile in the opposite direction to the good food market, with very little of interest in between. I felt bored and isolated, and always dreaded having to come out here. But, I try to do a quasi zen sort of thing, to go where I'm called and to be where I'm at, but still, I went whining and complaining.

One bright spot was that Buddy Boy loves to walk as much as I do, and I guess it was around my 4th or 5th visit that I noticed he seemed to know where he was going. So, I decided to try a little experiment - let him decide which way to go, and see what happens. Well, it's been nothing short of amazing! Who knew the suburbs were filled with such beauty? Gorgeous open spaces to wander endlessly in, ducking down a little side path to stroll through the landscaped gardens of a housing development, rounding a small church to find a charming garden to sit and rest in. Buddy knows all the best that Novato has to offer, and enjoys sharing that with me.

In truth, though, it hasn't been easy to completely trust a little dog. After all, I'm in totally unfamiliar surroundings, and I don't know a single person here I can call on for help if we really get lost. But the few times I said I think we need to go left when he was headed right, we really did get lost. So I learned the hard way.

This is what our days look like now. Buddy likes to sleep in until 9:00 or so most mornings, and we wait about an hour after breakfast, so usually around 11:00, we're ready to head out the door. It's always Buddy's call where we go, but before starting out, sometimes I'll say I'd like to drop off a library book, or I need to stop for groceries on the way back, and Buddy adjusts his planned itinerary to accommodate me, and off we go to some amazing 3 or 4 hour hike.

But yesterday Buddy pulled out all the stops! I wanted to get coffee so he dutifully led me downtown to Peets, then we turned left on Redwood, and then right on Olive, and walked for a really, really long time. As usual, I started to get nervous, not knowing where we are, or where we're going, but Buddy is used to my fretting, and continued to patter serenely along. Eventually, he pulled off into a seemingly dead end street, and then there we were, at the entrance to the breathtakingly beautiful Deer Island Open Space. Gorgeous green rolling hills studded with wild iris, and overlooking sparkling marsh land filled with waterbirds of every description. We wandered all over and saw more deer than people, and I knew I could travel the world over and perhaps see many things as beautiful as this place, but forget the rule book - never, never could anything exceed it's beauty.

We arrived back at his door a full 7 hours later than we left, it was easily a 10 mile hike. We were both footsore but completely relaxed, and as I begin to prepare our dinners, I marvel once again what a pleasant path I can walk when I'm able to let go and have faith in Dog.

Lana Turner

2009-03-22T16:23:00.001-07:00

Beautiful, brainy and big hearted, Lana Turner started off as a champion show dog but soon tired of the razzle dazzle of that life, and joined forces with her human companion in a pain treatment practice, bringing solace to those in need. It's been an illustrious and very rewarding career, but at 16 years old Lana is happily retired, sleeping her days away under the desk, or meandering through her rose garden.

It's always a pleasure for me to spend time with Lana because she reminds me just how satisfying a calm and quiet life can be.

Tico Dogs

2009-03-19T19:54:00.000-07:00

I was recently in the tiny beach town of Montezuma in Costa Rica for about a week, and I really got to know some of the resident dogs quite well, and what an affable lot they are. They're not homeless , but they are free to wander about from dawn to dusk. They find a cool shadowy spot to sleep through the intense heat of noonday sun, and the rest of time, they just do whatever whatever they feel like.

From the veranda of my hotel, I'd sip cafe con leche while I watched two Akitas romp in the surf every morning, and then roll around in the sand - absolute ecstasy - for all of us.

And every afternoon around 4:00, a beautiful Rottweiler would head down to the beach where people congregate to catch the best body surfing waves, pick up a dried coconut husk or a piece of driftwood, and she'd amble up to the tourists until she found someone to toss it in the ocean for her, and would joyfully dive after it - over and over again. If they got tired of playing, she'd find someone else, until the sun was nearly set, and then she would head for home, exhausted but happy, and ready for dinner. I saw her do this every single day.

I counted about 20 dogs there, and never once saw a fight break out, or even an argument between the dogs. It's a great life and they know it.

The dogs of Costa Rica embrace the motto of this small, vibrant country - pura vida - the calm appreciation of the beauty everyday life has to offer. It's a lifestyle I want to aspire to - wish me luck please!

Pepper & Kiley

2009-02-03T20:29:00.001-08:00

This was our first weekend together and it just flew by, but looked how sad we are to have to say goodbye so quickly!

Desi and Baby

2009-01-27T16:33:00.000-08:00

On a sunny but cold winter afternoon, what better way to spend your time than on the couch, gazing (or barking, if you're Desi) at the people passing by your window, or snuggling into freshly washed sheets still warm from the dryer. It really doesn't get any better than this, unless there's some steak in the bed too.

P.S. Grace lives here as well, but she's feeling under the weather and asked me to not photograph her until she's feeling better, which I can totally understand...

Once More Please

2009-01-25T14:24:00.000-08:00

This is Lacy, sister to the now adopted Sophie. Sweet and shy, Lacy would love to be the only cat in your life. If you know anyone living a quiet life who would like to have a sweet companion, please ask them to consider sharing their life with this stunning beauty.

Sophie needs a home

2009-01-20T08:34:00.000-08:00

This charming 8 year old beauty needs a new home. Her Mom's health is such that the doctors have laid down the law - no cats.

Sophie is friendly, talkative and a lot of fun. She would do best in an environment where she could be Queen, i.e. the only pet. Surely big karma points await for the compassionate person that can give my dear friend the loving home she deserves. Good Karma, and a 50% pet sitting discount from yours truly for the rest of Sophie's life.

Farewell My Lovelies 2008

2009-01-17T19:18:00.000-08:00

The hardest part of my job is the inevitable loss I face each year.

These are my animal friends that passed on last year.

Cocoa - Lithe and lovely, she was the fastest dog on the hill. Even so, her body was never able to match her enormous spirit and she left us far too early.

Gunner - Blind, diabetic and oh so old, Gunner was one great big smile from head to toe. This cheerful guy is sorely missed.

Miss Kitty - A pink nosed, green eyed delicate beauty with a sweet and gentle soul.

Dronie - It was my honor and privilege to serve you, Madame Dronie. Surely no other cat has ever had such a regal bearing.

Max - What can I say, my friend, but that you are in my heart , then and now, always and forever.

And Mirielle - As graceful as her name, a great beauty with a tender heart, I will miss her so.

The Poets

2009-01-08T17:46:00.000-08:00

Bryon, the adorable Yorkie, and Poe, the handsome Beagle, were among my first clients. What a great way to start, and I can't get enough of them, I just keep coming back for more.

This morning as we hiked through the heavy mist over the winter green beauty of Bernal Hill, Poe was struck by inspiration and conjured up this lovely poem, which he has asked me to share with you.

I like to eat

I think it's neat

when I get to eat

a lot

of things

Yes, well, it may have lost a little something in translation but I assure you, in dogspeak, it's absolutely brilliant.

Picture This

2009-01-05T17:48:00.000-08:00

I love my animals and I'm constantly taking pictures of them, but if you would like to see some really extraordinary photos of Venus & Slidell, as well as lots of other gorgeous dogs, check out the fabulously talented Anna Kuperberg's photo blog - slobberspace.com. Also, there's a great picture of the feline half of the Wool St. Gang on kuperblog.com.

Wool St. Gang Mix

2008-12-30T16:38:00.000-08:00

Start with Venus, an elderly and super sweet Great Dane , add Slidell, a devilishly handsome Catahoula/Palomino mix, toss in Bruno and Vashti, two enchantingly beautiful Devon Rex cats and then saturate all of this with my daughter Rachel visiting from NYC for the holidays, and you have got one gargantuan lovefest going all week long, 24/7.

But when she asked Slidell if he'd like to go back east with her, he answered flatly and without hesitation, " No. Do you have a truck? No."

Ah, all good things must end...

no mi amigo, and then...

2008-12-19T04:09:00.000-08:00

This is the last full day of my visit to the Central Highlands of Mexico and you could say it's been perfect. With gorgeous spring like weather, warm and friendly people, beautiful vistas everywhere, and the food! The most delicious shrimp taco ever for 15 pesos - what's not to love? Well my friend here for one. I would see this dog everyday in the Plaza de la Paz in Guanajuato, and along with every other four legged being I ran into on my trip, unless my fingers were made of hamburger, he wanted absolutely nothing to do with me. How is that even possible? I mean, don't they know who I am?

And so, when I checked into the lovely Las Sabilas hotelito in Guadalajara yesterday, it was with a heavy heart. There's a dog here (ignored me), and a cat (I didn't even try), and even though my gracious host, San Francisco transplant Bob Clark , upgraded me to the truly beautiful Garden Suite, with my own private garden and my own private goldfish pond and my own private banana tree, I just wasn't feeling it. I had an early dinner, watched Oprah on the American Network, and went to bed.

I woke in the middle of the night, struggled out from under the mosquito netting and headed for the bathroom in the dark, when I heard a distinct "prrrr", which could only be interpreted as "Oh hello, I'm so glad you're up!" Still, much panicked stumbling ensued as I scrambled to turn on the lights, and lo and behold! On my settee! A cat!

How did he get in? All the doors were locked, only one small paned window was open, and that was six feet high with no accommodating branches nearby to provide access. I sat down next to him and reached out my hand - he didn't move away!

I actually touched the cat.

The cat purred.

The cat climbed onto my lap - really! I'm not making this up. An actual cat, in Mexico, miraculously snuck into my hotel room and let me pet him! For like 10 whole minutes!

I am restored...

In conversation with Bob over french pressed coffee this morning, he told me the cat is very clever and can get into any room. And, if there are fireworks, the dog can open any door. I'm praying for a really noisy night...

Big Mama

2008-12-14T16:46:00.000-08:00

A mix of two purebred breeding dogs, ( a rottweiler jumped the fence where a golden retriever babe warmly welcomed him), Roxy is absolutely gorgeous. The true matriarch of her adoring family, she rules the household with a calm and steady paw. We were having a very nice low key visit, when one morning, before I even opened my eyes, I knew something was wrong. The sun was too high, the air too still. I forced myself up and walked over to Roxy, and she greeted me with a loving look. Phew! But when I opened the door for her to peruse the garden, she lurched up, and with legs pinwheeling out behind her, she staggered outside and immediately fell.

Let me jump ahead and say all is well now - it turns out it was a nervous condition that can happen to older dogs, the name of which I forgot to write down, and with rest and dramamine works itself out - but yikes, it is really scary to witness. Roxy's extended family showed up en masse, to take her to the emergency vet, ( these things always seem to happen on a weekend, don't they?), to massage her, to sit quietly by her and offer gentle encouragements, so by the time her immediate family came home she was well on her way to a full recovery. Oh, the magical healing power of love!

Charlie, ScreenFighter & Max, Midnight Lover

2008-12-04T15:10:00.000-08:00

Usually when Charlie's people go out of town, they have a family friend come to stay (curses!), so I only get a few days a year with him. But I cherish those days and try to make the most of them. Most of the time we can be found sitting on the couch, as Charlie is the perfect TV watching companion. He really watches closely, and if any animals come on screen, he gives them whatfor in a big way. It brings me great relief to know I am completely and fiercely protected from any four legged creatures jumping out of the television.

And now Charlie has begun to protect me from the friendly overtures of his new roommate, Max, a beautiful blue eyed Siamese cat. So Max waits patiently at night until Charlie begins snoring softly, and then he comes tiptoeing over for his cuddles. Very smart...

Butch, my rubber band boy

2008-11-27T10:49:00.000-08:00

In truth I can't really call him a boy because Butch really lives up to his name. He is a manly man, as you can see. I am more than halfway through my week long visit with him, and although we go way back, I have just discovered his obsession with rubber bands. We spent most of yesterday's rainy afternoon with Butch springing gleefully throughout the house after

a multitude of flying rubber bands. I guess that's why we get along so well, because we are both so easily entertained.

A visit to Persia by way of the Richmond District

2008-11-16T14:53:00.000-08:00

I was just in "Persia" for four nights, a beautiful Richmond district flat with nine rescued Persian cats. Needless to say this is one of my most labor intensive gigs. I'm up early here, and as soon as my feet hit the floor, it's go go go. Nine cats to feed and they all like to eat certain things in certain locations. This has been complicated by the recent arrival of a gorgeous calico cat, Lil' Kim aka Trouble, who gobbles down three dishes of her own food and then works her way down the line, eating every one else's, sometimes pausing to vomit along the way. She's street tough, and everyone cuts her a wide path. We're all hoping she'll calm down soon.

Then it's on to cleaning and replenishing nine water bowls, refilling nine bowls of kibble and scooping nine litter boxes. After that all the cats need to have their faces washed and eyes cleaned, and their beautiful coats brushed. As you can imagine, not everyone is agreeable about this part of the morning. Once everyone has been fed, watered and is looking spiffy, they all drift toward whatever sunny spot they can find and settle down for their morning nap, and I am free to head over to the Blue Danube Cafe for a latte, but instead I plop down on the couch for a nap of my own.