Coming Home to Myself

Sophie Comes Home

I’m Sophie. I have lived with Wayne and Kate for four years. She says the two of us females are a lot alike. I don’t think so, except we both belong with Wayne. I knew Wayne was special the first time I saw him. My first person—the one who taught me to sit and heel—wentContinue reading “Sophie Comes Home”

Coming Home to Myself

When we adopted Sophie, a Llasa Apso mix, she was confused and uncertain whether she belonged with us or would end up homeless again. She needed time to adjust. Me, too. Where do I belong, really? In an early version of Sleeping Beauty, the heroine gives birth to twins in her sleep. For me,Continue reading “Coming Home to Myself”

Doggie day-care

Animal Humane is the place where I found Wayne. Wayne goes there to work sometimes. Some days he takes me along. I get to meet other dogs who go to work with their people, and I know he’ll take me home again when he’s through. But at Animal Humane, they told Wayne about doggie day-care.Continue reading “Doggie day-care”