A woman’s best friends


Photo on 2011-04-24 at 15.42

When I went off to college I was incredibly lonely without the company of a four-legged friend.  My mom and I went from shelter to shelter looking for a friend for me and I came across the most awkward, scared, gremlin like little pup ever.  I’ll never forget the feeling the day I brought him home – warm puppy vomit running down and in between my legs as I’m trying to prevent it from getting on my mom’s new leather seats….  We’ve been bonded ever since.

He is now 10 years old and is ready for me to pick a place for him to call his forever home.  I have a tendency to drag his little butt around, sneak him on air planes, bring him kayaking, and take him on the bumpiest U-haul truck rides for 12 hours at a time, etc.  He’s a trooper to say the least



 When I bought my first house it was on 5 acres and backed up to wide open land as far as the eye could see.  Needless to say there were creatures lurking about that a 15 lb Danny would not survive.  I was looking at some online rescues and was won over by the intense eyes and the forever awkward ear.  I chose the name Titus because it means ‘protector’.  He takes his rolls as such very seriously.  Never aggressive, but protective of what he deems his.

His gentleness quickly won my heart over.  For being 112 lbs he was so incredibly nurturing and gentle to my kittens when they came into the picture and most other small creatures he meets.  He sniffs the blankets to make sure he doesn’t step on Danny, who sleeps underneath them.  Love love love this boy!



This little miss came to me by accident.  The neighbor’s a few houses down had adopted her, they had 4-5 other dogs and all theirs were outside dogs.  My dad and I were building fence for the horse pasture and we noticed a dog laying close by.  She continued to creep closer and closer as they day went on and eventually came over for some love.  She returned to my house the next day, and the next day, and the next day and one night I couldn’t get ahold of her owners to bring her back, it was cold and rainy.  Soooo in my bed she slept.  And continued to come over until they said keep her or off she goes.  3 years later….

Letty (or Letty Sue as she’s often called) is also quite the fighter in every aspect of life!  She has an insane amount of energy and is always chatting up a storm.  Little miss was diagnosed and beat heart worm this year!!  That was a very stressful and expensive time, she was pretty unhappy with the whole treatment course, but has been healed with no residual damage 🙂



This beautiful girl is the inspiration behind the blog!  My entire life I dreamed of owning a horse, it would be the defining factor in life for me.  Well a few years ago I moved to an area that was horse friendly and my parents gave me a card saying go pick out your horse.  I was actually looking at a paint gelding when I saw her.  She was just beautiful!!!  This mare has been the bane of my existence as well as taught me LITERALLY how to get up and get back on the horse when you get bucked off.  She was 3 when I got her, barely trained and I knew nothing.  We had many a come to Jesus moments but have grown substantially together.  She has so much fight in her, but is also very sweet and very protective when she wants to be (typical female).  We have a long way to go but I am now getting to the point where I can genuinely sit back and enjoy the ride.

I look at her now as a representation of what it means to make your goals happen, how they take time, love, hard work, picking yourself up, dusting yourself off, having break downs because you think you don’t know wtf you’re doing, absolutely beaming because you had a break through, fighting for what you want, working your ass off because having what you want ain’t cheap, etc!  The name Pearl’s Pride is a slight play on words in the sense that she is an example of the pride that comes with achievement, and she is the leader of my crew of animals – its her pride so to speak (in lion terms anyways).



Oh this boy!  Where to even start with him?!?  So I wanted another horse for family and friends to ride.  I texted a friend who rescued horses and asked if she had any ‘middle aged, well broke horses’.  She sends me pics of about 20 horses and low and behold I fall in love with a 3 year old who has had a few months training.  What can I say, I’m a sucker for blue eyes 😉

This little turkey has turned into one of the funniest creatures of all time!!  He has so much personality and such an amazing demeanor.  I literally go hug him in the mornings, wraps my arms around his neck, my legs around his legs and hang on him while he just looks at me like I’m crazy.  Love love love this boy!



AKA: Monster….  I got this ham bone when he was about 8 weeks old.  I was on the hunt for a siamese kitty and a classmate happened to have a litter with one siamese, so I took her and figured she’d need company – hence Clyde.  My goal was to have them be little hunters and reduce the ground squirrels and lizards that kept becoming pests.  This little dude is quite the catch!!  He brings me all sorts of animal heads and lizard carcasses.

The nick name ‘Monster’ is because he is your stereotypical crazy cat who will chase you down in a field and rabbit kick your legs.  One second you loves you and wants a hard rubbing, the next your bleeding and not sure what transpired in between the rubbing and bleeding.  All in all though I love this wild little dude.  He keeps my places critter free



Did I mention I’m a sucker for blue eyes???  You heard the story of where she came from.  Now you can hear about how fat, lazy and sweet she is 🙂  Despite my high hopes of being a little tigress, this babe does not possess a mean bone in her body.  A friend’s 2 year old came over and was pulling on her, doing things that 2 year olds do – and she’d never seen a miniature human – and was completely fine with it!  I can do anything to her.  She is so gentle and patient.

Her role is to be Clyde’s counter part and keep him warm on cold nights.  They are often found snuggled up in one of their beds in the wee hours of the morning.