Wildwood Press

Tues evening is when it happened. I looked out in the backyard to let my sheltie “Carrie” into the house and discovered to my alarm that the gate was ajar and she was gone. We later learned that the meter person had been here while we were away and left the gate unlocked. A strong [...]

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With the new time change we are experiencing this week, I’m trying to get the shelties to understand we’re doing things differently. But it’s not working! It may only be 3 a.m. but to Ginger, Carrie and Bonnie, it is 4 a.m. and time to get up! I keep telling them, they’re wrong…but they just [...]

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This sweet sheltie is a therapy dog and along with other dogs visits the seniors at Bishop Noa Home in Escanaba each year. (Note the Daniel Boone dog in the foreground and the Jailbird dog in the background!) Everyone loves the parade of costumed pooches! Wouldn’t you?

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For some very funny and sweet animal “tails” go to sheltietales.com and read about the new cat named Zen-Cat, the ghost-dog story and the adoption of little Gigi. “Tails” to make your heart swell!

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Worth repeating: Originally printed in parts one through six I am now reposting the entire adventure. This adventure started with an email from our friend Bob who had received an email from his friend Nancy who worked in a veterinary office. An elderly couple, both in ill health, was looking for a home for their [...]

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I promised myself I would not call Mary again, at least for a while. But, after a few days, I just had to know how Bonnie Lass was doing. “Hi Mary,” I said into the phone. “How’s she doing?”

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Sunday was a gorgeous fall day and just perfect for an excursion into the country. Jim and I (& the three shelties) met Robin and Steve for a trip to a beautiful newly opened apple orchard. It didn’t start to rain until later in the day and, by that time, we were inside sipping hot [...]

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Tired and sad the next day, I tried to keep busy, think of other things—anything but Bonnie Lass. But that was impossible. No matter how hard I tried, my thoughts kept going back again and again to the little pooch that so recently pranced into—and out of—my life.

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When Mary arrived to pick up little Bonnie Lass, the little sheltie was delighted to see her. I must admit I felt a little jealous about that. But I had to remember that Bonnie would soon be Mary’s dog—not mine anymore. I’d picked the perfect home.

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Not only was the whole family—except Bonnie—tired, they were also getting ornery. Not getting enough sleep will do that, we all quickly learned. Jim’s long face was nothing compared with the long-nosed stares I kept getting from the resident shelties, Ginger and Carrie. I was beside myself. Finding a new home for Bonnie Lass started [...]

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