Three Dog Night

Ah, my sweet little Mack-a-doodle! I worried that he would never really be a normal dog. Or at least not a normal Berner. His social skills were so opposite what they should be for a Bernese Mountain Dog. He was afraid of people. He was afraid of other dogs. He was afraid of his leash. … Continue reading Three Dog Night


Life On The Farm

When you get an older dog (meaning not an 8 week old puppy like I normally get) there is a piece of their history that you will never know. You can speculate all you want but can never truly know what their life was like. Mack was five months old when I got him. He'd … Continue reading Life On The Farm

Foiled Again

Any plans that I've ever had for order in my house have been completely foiled! I have been hit by a mack truck. Meet Mack. I'm 100% smitten and completely in love. The things in my life this affects? Housework Workout plan Gardening Sleep And I don't even care. He can affect all those things if … Continue reading Foiled Again