Why do they do that?

Why do they do that?

I was out feeding the horses this evening, when I heard a sound that I have become accustomed to, over the past week or so. It was the sound of my Aussiedoodle puppy splashing and playing in one of our small water troughs. It is so much fun to watch Henry, as he plays...
What next?

What next?

A friend of mine messaged me yesterday with the tragic news that a friend of her daughter’s had recently passed away. While that, alone, is tragic, what makes it even worse is that he had a beautiful German Shepard, who had been rescued from a shelter just a...