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Igniting the Flame Again
February 16, 2018
My heart felt the familiar drop today when a dear friend of the family shared the loss of his beloved dog. It has been a year of that; so many friends have encountered it; few words can provide solace, but no words, are far worse. I can so easily recall the wrenching pain, the moments that led up to the passing of Rafferty, Legacy, and Impulse, each of them vastly unique, but embedded in my heart. Each experience called upon an inner strength reserved for those of us willing to love an animal for however long their earth destiny would link them to us, knowing of the strong likelihood we would be ushering them through a transition away from us; that familiar comfort of their bodies only one stroke away. It is inconceivable, until it happens. When we are called to be the voice, the caretaker that must think of the absolute well-being of our animal, when we would do just about anything to keep them here, we must rise to the occasion, and let them rest from the active, all encompassing, no- holds- barred love so many of them give without a blink of an eye. No judgement. Just love. If our adored pet passes on his or her own, it leaves a different kind of mark on our hearts, but in either case, it hurts. In the wake of this event, an emptiness often hovers; a deafening silence where clanking chains, barking, lapping at a water bowl, and one of my favorite sounds, dog crunching, once lived. It becomes broken routines, an empty lap and the lack of being admired by our canine counterparts for walking back in the door after going to the mailbox, as though we have returned from a trip around the world. We enter into a contract of the heart when we realize the capacity to give and share our world with a furry animal. It will be met with challenges as they transition into their new lives, if they have not been treated well in the past, have disabilities or need training, but most often, a level of mutual admiration will grow and eclipse the hardships. Our daily lives are so filled with opportunities for comparison, fear, self-criticism, and wondering, are we enough? Even though a more enlightened perspective reminds us comparison is the thief of joy, fear is a lack of faith, and self-criticism is ego edging out our clearest, cleanest, inner voice of light, many of us still face this challenge. Our beloved dogs remind us we are more than enough. We love them for so many vast reasons, but I believe this is one of the most crucially important messages they leave with us when their earthly bodies are no longer here. From my own experience, I can say, the passing of a loved one is never goodbye. It is a shift, not an ending; a pain that is also the companion to the deepest, immeasurable love we were privileged to know. Adoption of a homeless animal is a life-affirming experience; so many are just waiting to start their lives with hope, safety and validation. If you have a pet that has departed, consider adopting an animal that will be a legacy to honor the one that has passed; when you are ready. It ignites a flame that can be everlasting....
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When Despair Meets Transforming Love…
December 7, 2014
I recently heard a Buddhist saying: Things happen. You decide what they mean. A year ago, I watched a video along with millions attracted to this form of animal advocacy, and felt my heart free-fall with emotional anguish at such raw suffering. Miley, a Husky Malamute mix, who was living in a junkyard, atop a trash pile; her battered, exhausted face, and skin infested and infected body would soon become a dog rescue icon. Watch Miley’s Dramatic Rescue I thought, why? Why such suffering? Perhaps it is her job to teach the masses what can happen when despair meets transforming love. The village came calling and many hands and hearts healed Miley’s physical challenges. Often much in a rescue dog’s background is not ever known, but it was evident that despite neglectful circumstances, Miley, with the heart of a lion, not only responded to compassion, she offered it a hundred fold. Miley’s journey was palpable; hundreds of people applied to adopt her as they saw themselves as being the ones who could usher her to a beautiful life. Our dear friend, Toni Bua, an accomplished actress, singer, producer, and writer deeply aligned with her own spiritual journey, was the chosen one to heal whatever scars remained inside. A tigress herself in the way she has handled physical challenges such as breast cancer, and the emotional devastation of losing her partner in life, Gene, Toni was ready to bestow a boundless love onto Miley. The coming together was fate , and I might even say, divinely inspired. Miley’s message is that tomorrow will be a better day. Care greatly and with all that is uniquely yours. Know that in a moment, destiny can rise to meet us where we are and elevate us to places beyond our comprehension. When there is Hope…. Anything Can Happen. ...
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The timing of all things
September 19, 2014
As I mark the first anniversary of releasing our precious dog, Legacy’s body, from this earthly place, it has been clear her presence lives in ways that almost defy description. I was once told that in the midst of grief, some people are able to celebrate the life of their loved one almost immediately. They can visit a place of joy and peace about their passing and recall rich happy memories. For others, the reliving of the event of death, the unbearable essence of loss and emptiness that permeates the soul can be around for quite some time despite the desire to let it go. I am of that second group. The idea of another dog was not in my realm. Known for being passionate about the love of dogs, and helping to save rescue dogs, this may seem counterintuitive, but it was my truth. About nine months after Legacy passed on, my spirit became restless with the thought that perhaps the time had come to adopt another dog- maybe one that needed us more than we needed her. At least, initially. After visiting a rescue facility one day, to see a dog we didn’t ultimately feel was a good match for us, I allowed myself a brief window of time to look on the internet. If I didn’t find one, I was willing to let go of this notion for a while longer, knowing timing is key in this endeavor. When I saw her, the little smile on a dog named Destiny’s face, despite the description of her having been found on the street being abused by children, a knowing inside of me began to stir. It’s a wonderful and poignant story, one that includes the caring graces and efforts of Saving K-9 Lives Plus, www.savingk9livesplus.org, a devoted foster mom, Annalisa, a trainer, Drew, who gave this quirky little energy propelled Sheltie/Fox terrier some wings to navigate around her fears, and a connection well beyond anything we could have hoped for. We didn’t expect a dog with such a rough start in life to bond so quickly, deeply and trustingly. But she did. We named her Ariya; pure, precious, valuable, and not ordinary, according to a Buddhist translation. She is beautiful, agile, silly, smart, demonstrative once she knows someone, and above all, the manifestation of faith. She is a reminder that light always penetrates darkness, and love remains; it prevails above all....
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Why Dog Love?
May 25, 2014
Dog love. It is not that different than People love, but for those who have been blessed and grateful enough to have experienced it in their lives, it hardly needs a description from me. When dogs show up in our lives and are seen as gifts, the kind you learn from and revel in, life is simply better and richer. Having loved some extraordinary dogs in my day, it got me thinking about the term “unconditional.” It is so often paired with the word love in describing that which our dogs give us daily. So, what are some ways that these beautiful beings bestow unconditional love? Dogs don’t see color, and I don’t mean they are blind to the hues of the rainbow. I mean they don’t distinguish people by their race. They could care less about that; they only care about the energy a person gives off, whether or not it is safe to approach, or if they will be received with acceptance, and without any negativity. Dogs are stealth at uncovering authenticity in their human counterparts and ethnicity has no role in this assessment. Dogs care more about who you are than what you do for a living. Successful, highly paid actors have dogs, but so do homeless people, many of whom I have met, that swear the companionship they share with their animal is their life force. I have witnessed these reciprocal bonds as nearly sacred. They help us remember to share the core of who we are, and not to be so concerned with what others think about what we do, especially as it pertains to a career. Dogs will love you just as much if you are ill, disabled, depressed, or stuck at home in bed with the common cold. And, they will often rise to the occasion and lay extra close for comfort. In our family, we refer to all of our dogs as “Nurse Betty,” when this situation comes up. Never has one of our diverse dogs failed to “get” that we needed a little extra something that day. Dogs unabashedly and without any calculated measure, are thrilled to see you whether you come in the door after being gone for two minutes to get the mail, or are gone for a few days. It’s true that the longer you are gone, the more intense your greeting will be, but the point is, they don’t have an agenda. They love because they are programmed to love. Dogs will wear clothes. I don’t mean bandanas or, say, life jackets when boating. They allow people to put them in costumes, sweaters, hats, tutus…. Enough said. They can walk into a hospital and by their simple presence grant healing. They are called social therapy dogs but really they are messengers of light. If you gain weight and are hard on yourself, parade in front of your dog because she doesn’t care. She loves food too and is grateful for every meal, snack and treat she can receive. Be reminded by your dog to be gentle with yourself. Dogs lick us to say: “You are the best,” not “see you in twenty pounds.” The list of what unconditional love by a dog really means is truly endless. Those of us who count gazing into our dog’s eyes, stroking their fur and kissing their heads, as a form of meditation, know the accompanying peace that the love of a dog brings. They offer that to us without limit. Their message is just be. ...
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Flames of advocacy burning brightly
April 6, 2014
Are the flames of animal advocacy inbred or are they fanned by the environment or circumstances that become a call to action? For recent recipient of the 28th Congressional District’s Woman of the Year, Christy Schilling, it is likely a bit of both. Congressman Adam Schiff recognized that Christy is all about doing. When seeds of inspiration blossom in Christy, typically for ways to improve the lives of animals, they grow to fruition at lightning speed. When Christy accepted this honor, she was quick to thank all of those so dedicated to bringing to light issues that impact the well-being, safety and protection of animals; humbly acknowledging that “it takes a village.” This is a philosophy often referred to as a rallying cry of sorts for those in animal rescue; a nod to the networking it often takes to make measurable change for even one animal. That a woman so devoted to the betterment of deserving animals is given recognition as part of the Congressional Record is a big deal. It is a stepping stone upon which a heightened awareness of the diverse needs of deserving animals can build. In 2011, after spearheading the effort to get an ordinance passed to ban the sale of mill animals sold in pet stores in Glendale, California, Christy, Jennifer Krause and Shelley Rizzotti, set their sights on doing the same in Burbank, California where they knew formidable opposition on the City Council was waiting. They founded a group called: CROPS- Citizens for Rescue-Only Pet Stores. Due to the efforts of this organization, and an overwhelming outpouring of community support, an ordinance was successfully passed in Burbank, making it illegal for dogs and cats to be sold in pet stores; it was recognition that this unconscionable practice of perpetuating the sale of tortured mill animals needed to stop. Rescue animals are now waiting for adoption as part of this new business model, and many other communities around the country have followed suit. In 2013, Christy, Jennifer and Shelly joined together to expand their vision to assist animals beyond the work accomplished with the mill ordinances. They created a non-profit, 501-3C organization called: The Animal Protectorates™ known as TAPS. Their tag line: Raising the Bar for Animals succinctly describes their overall mission. Teaching, Advocating, Protecting and Supporting the needs of voiceless animals is the comprehensive axis by which TAPS turns. They address these areas with financial support, guiding citizens toward a greater level of responsibility in their guardianship, and promoting the legal re-classification of animals as something other than property. They are impressively trailblazing and bringing to light legal cases involving cruelty and hoarding, are working to institute an educational program geared toward helping young people make better choices for animals, and have even been rescuing and adopting deserving dogs and cats. Their web site is www.tapsusa.org. Whether the fire that blazes from within, in people like Christy, is organic, innate, or ignites from witnessing an incident or injustice, I am comforted to know that animals thrive on their watch. ...
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I Know Why, But How?
March 12, 2014
There is a special place in heaven for… We have all heard this phrase at one time or another, each time the sentence is finished with a description of someone who is known for brave, or compassionate acts. It is so comforting and inspiring to know that people with the gift to enhance the lives of others exist; that this lives in all of us each and every day. To those who rescue animals on a daily basis – who network with others to foster, rehabilitate and find homes for deserving animals left homeless, and who literally save animals from harm or dangerous circumstances and bring them to safety, I am indebted. What you do is extraordinary and without your passion and open-heartedness, the homeless pet population would grow from the unconscionable statistic it is to something even more hideous and unfathomable. Many of these organizations are listed on our Friends page and I am in awe of them and the work they do. What is a particular mystery to me is how people reach out to animals surrendered in not only the twilight of their lives, but with significant health issues or injuries, that were essentially left to die alone. I understand why they do it- the act of saving these animals, taking them from empty souls to wagging tails- proving they actually had much life left to live with the outpouring of love and care they receive. The reward has to be beyond comprehension. How they emotionally handle it so often is another matter. One woman in particular, Toby Wisneski, of Leave No Paws Behind, in Sunland, CA, is this very kind of person. Her compassion is so broad it often extends to the family who left their dog behind- she understands the financial devastation and the desperation that can come when caring for oneself and continuing to care for a pet is a one or the other proposition. She gives dogs with often the least chance of ever being rehomed, a true chance to live with joy to the fullest- whether it is for moments or years. I am often impressed to the point of speechlessness when I read updates on her LNPB Facebook page. She and her team of volunteers and veterinary support, are devoted to making sure these animals know their life matters, and in the closing moments of their lives, she makes sure they know unconditional love. I have read where Toby has reached out to families that surrendered their dog, inviting them to say goodbye to the animal when that time comes; she has intervened and facilitated an animal making its way back to its family, technically as a foster, but with Toby’s careful eye and that of the Leave No Paws behind network watching over to be sure all is well. To all the Toby’s out there doing this work, I don’t know what to call what you possess to be able to consistently offer your hearts in this manner, but selflessness may have to do....
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Is positivity trending?
January 30, 2014
During the years I have watched American Idol, my favorite part was watching rave reviews cascade upon the contestants who would subsequently run with a ticket to Hollywood in hand to the ecstatic embraces of friends and family. On the other hand, I would cringe uncomfortably when criticism or negative feedback was handed to participants who acted hurt and bewildered as their dream of becoming the new American Idol fell short. While watching the season opener, Jim and I noticed a shift. The footage shared was largely of those goose bump moments when divinely inspired voices emanated from countless uniquely embodied vocal chords, to glowing encouragement from the judging panel. (Jennifer Lopez, Harry Connick Jr. and Keith Urban.) It was a celebration of talent and possibility, of opportunity, and the reward that comes from believing in oneself. Could this be a pop culture sign that a greater shift, a generosity of consciousness is occurring? It brought to mind Brene Brown, the heralded TED talk speaker, successful author and Oprah favorite, who fiercely and intelligently articulates life-altering inspiration in terms most people can understand and relate to. “Dare Greatly,” she says, and enough so to “enter the arena.” Her words fly in the face of those who hide behind their computer keyboards with critical and sometimes anonymous comments left on the internet or social media. For those who smugly shoot daggers with the stroke of a key, it might be wise to experience the vulnerability and strength it takes to try; to walk into whatever arena may call their name and give it their all. These days, it is often a tale of two cities. One realm of society is ever embracing more spiritual teaching and practices, such as yoga and meditation and a mindset that promotes love, acceptance, generosity and the manifesting of dreams. Business, both large and small practice giving back, and I am proud to say that Much More Than Me has done that since the beginning. The other faction of society is cowardly and uses the higher profile venues our current world provides to spread negativity and judgment. I once read a phrase in a Kabbalah book that said: “if your neighbor breaks his leg, it doesn’t mean you will run faster.” I love that. Encouraging others never takes anything away from you. The world is vast yet smaller than ever in our connectedness and accessibility to one another. This is showing up with such love and celebration for some, and with such unfortunate consequence for others. In my opinion, it is a tipping point. I say kudos to all who are daring greatly in their lives whether in the raising of their families, the pursuit of a long-held dream, in experiencing a new peace in their beings, or whatever way makes sense for them. And also, to those who give back however they can. It may be just me hope, but my heart says kindness, love, gratitude and generosity will continue to cast a shadow on that which does not lift us up....
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We were here…..
December 9, 2013
My husband Jim came home the other day with some gently used towels, and blankets for a drive he is conducting through his real estate office. We are donating these items to Operation Blankets of Love- a California based organization devoted to bringing necessary items to rescue animals designed to bring comfort and a sense of safety. I was struck by his comment that the most recent donation came from a friend who has seen her share of struggles over the past few years. A beautiful, senior woman with a gift for acting, who has been overseeing the care of some troubled and ill family members, someone who has experienced anguish and significant financial stress, was dropping off items for the animals. Jim knew that she didn’t have extra funds to be spending on these donations, despite how well-received they would be. She told him, “when you fall on hard times, it is even more important to give back.” This is the world I want to inhabit; the melting pot of connection, compassion and generosity where the needs of others is at least as important as our own needs if not more so. When we are hurting emotionally, it is said we should offer that to another person coping with their own pain. If it is financial wealth we are seeking, bring that about in others, be that person who makes this flow of abundance available to those looking for that very thing in their lives. It all seems so simple, but the challenges of life can cloud that clarity, and it often takes someone like Jim’s friend to frame it so succinctly. I have been humming Beyonce’s song: “I Was Here” under my breath a lot lately. I tend to do that- subconsciously, I hum a song that is expressing the notions and ideas rolling around in my head or settling deeply into my heart. As I see this year to a close, with gratitude even for the obstacles that have forced me or others I love to grow, I offer these words that I will take along with me into 2014. May all of you use your blessings and leave personal legacies with your own signature. >I wanna leave my footprints on the sands of time Know there was something that Meant something that I left behind When I leave this world, I’ll leave no regrets Leave something to remember, So they won’t forget I was here… I lived, I loved I was here… I did, I’ve done, everything that I wanted And it was more than I thought it would be I will leave my mark so everyone will know I was here… I want to say I lived each day, Until I die And know that I meant something in somebody’s life The hearts I have touched, Will be the proof that I leave That I made a difference ...
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The art of Humility in a Changing World
October 31, 2013
If you ask people what their favorite sound is, often you will hear: “the sound of my child’s laugh, or “the rain.” For me, it is the sound of my dog’s crunching their food. It signifies vibrancy and contentment. I welcome it every time and it never fails to create an inner smile in the deepest part of my being. I also love the sound of my daughter’s voices, not to mention their deep and throaty laughs. I got to thinking; some of the very best things in life have nothing to do with technology or the trappings of a fast-paced world. It took me a long time to even own a Facebook, and I’ll admit to owning an I-phone, but don’t ask me about what apps I have because I pretty much use it to text and talk. I am a dinosaur, to a degree, and I don’t really mind it. How do all of us, young or old, embrace a new level of capabilities, expectations, and opportunities that this new age offers? I say, tempered with humility. I hope that by the time the coming generations that will never have known life without a computer, cell phone, ipad, kindle, or any other technological devices that bring instantaneous feedback, will experience the ethics and manners that need to catch up to it. For the baby boomers, like me, we remember things like life without a cell phone or text messaging. It wasn’t nearly as easy to communicate as it is now, but we what did have to learn were patience. We had to plan ahead, strategize a little at times and wait. Those life skills have value. Do I love my cell phone? Absolutely, but it isn’t an appendage. The art of the thank you card, chosen in a store after perusing selections for just the right one, taking the time to write it in long hand and sending it out, is not gone but is often considered an inconvenience. If we are being honest, who doesn’t still like to go to the mailbox and receive a heartfelt card from a grateful loved one? So, maybe we need to be the one who sends it and gives that feeling to someone we care about. And, conversations. Sitting with a friend or family member is still highly valued by most people; looking into their eyes and reading body language that assists us in maintaining the flow of a connection. But, it is often taking a back seat to a quick text or email. Let’s face it, both can often become misunderstood and cause unintended consequences. Social media has its place but it has allowed people to lose their humility. Rudeness that never would have happened between people of differing beliefs or viewpoints if they had to communicate openly and perhaps in person is commonplace. Posting photos to intentionally hurt someone, to have them feel left out or even create jealousy, is so easy to do that I wonder if those who do so forgot just what bad behavior it is, or if they were never taught in the first place? Self- promotion of many kinds has permeated the soul of our constituency; it just depends on the level. Humility reminds us to be interested in others, to let accomplishments and feats stand on their own rather than the endless need or maybe even perceived expectation these days that you must share everything in order to keep up. “Look at me” just doesn’t have quite the ring to it that “I see you” does. It’s not that the old days were the best days, but I just feel we as individuals and as a society have to take a minute. Slowing down doesn’t mean losing ground. Stepping into our actual lives rather than the ones created through technology and social media sounds like progress to me....
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Surrender
September 26, 2013
I originally shared this blog in June of this year. I did not know then, that in three months time, we would be easing our little sweetheart’s passage from this earth. Though she amazed all of her vets with how she handled her kidney disease, much like all of the other challenges she faced during her lifetime, the time came to no longer fight for survival, but surrender peacefully; though the pain of our letting go was searing, we were privileged to be her voice to insure it was done respectfully, honorably, and with the purest love we could offer through our grief. We found a kind, soft-spoken veterinarian to help facilitate Legacy’s journey where she was made comfortable at home in a room surrounded by those who adored her most in the world, either physically present or in photos. The agony of her loss has been made bearable by the healing words of family and friends, and for that I am truly grateful. I am certain a spirit as bold as hers lives on- certainly within those of us who cherished her. I hope you will read this original blog and be inspired to adopt; to look into the eyes of a gorgeous rescue animal and say: Come With Me. We’ll have a great life. How does a dog on death row at a shelter in Duluth, Minnesota, become the eager recipient of gluten-free vanilla cupcakes on her 15th birthday? The answer: Rescue, then Adoption. Our pup, that we named Legacy, was born into the world with deformed front legs; a dog that had suffered abuse in the year or so she belonged to the wrong family. Her fate steered in our direction when this stunning beauty, with eyes of brown and gold, that no one wanted, understood or committed to, was brought to a kill shelter and rescued by a young woman who told us she had a Zen-like calm among all of the chaos- who decided it would not be the last place she would know. Our Legacy is a powerhouse of resilience. Life handed her a deck stacked on the high side of adversity. With her misshapen front paws, and an early environment we know little about except Legacy’s behavior, that proved to us her map of mistreatment, we knew that above all, with us, she would experience comfort, advocacy, acceptance and unrestrained love. At this milestone age of 15, 14 years after we adopted her, I can say we have kept our word. Legacy is one of those dogs- the once in a lifetime combination of complexity, grace, and uniqueness of needs that is a privilege to care for and understand. Never a cuddler, we earned her trust in stages, and in allowing us to love on her, she lets her guard down just enough to relax and enjoy the doting. That is a reward in itself. Legacy’s genetic wiring would have taken a less indomitable spirit to a depressed, possibly withdrawn place, but not our girl. She has faced leg surgeries to enhance her mobility, surgeries for the removal of two cancerous spots and that of a benign mammary tumor, a near fatal dog attack that resulted in 28 stitches, low thyroid, allergies, degenerative disc disease and arthritis (in part for having to over-compensate for her front legs), and currently the challenges of kidney disease, not uncommon in graceful senior ladies. By offering Legacy a combination of traditional and alternative therapies for all of these things, and the new addition of a home-cooked diet to keep her appetite sharp, we honor her “can do” attitude every day. This milestone birthday found a happy dog anxious for us to blow out the candles so she could enjoy her cupcake. She, much like most rescue dogs, gives immeasurably more than she gets. She lives simply, doesn’t get in her own way, accepts help when she needs it, and stands in her own power. I love you, angel....
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Unconditional Means Forever
June 27, 2013
Unconditional. It is often paired with the word love when describing the way dogs and cats show loyalty, commitment and allegiance to their families. Our newest shirt: Unconditional Means Forever is a celebration of what it means to truly embrace an animal we make part of our family. This time, the adjective unconditional is our part of the equation. It is about how we love and show our respect and devotion to our pets the length of their lives that is at the heart of the concept of this shirt. Life circumstances are not always kind, and sometimes, it is impossible for a dog or cat to stay with a family. In this case, excellent rescue organizations work tirelessly with foster networks and within their own facilities to house and care for animals until they can find their second chance home. We live in a time, however, when more services are available than ever that address free or inexpensive food for the animals, and adjusted or donated veterinary services. It can be worth it to reach out to a rescue organization and see if a pet can be housed on a short-term basis until a family gets back on its feet financially. Pets of the Homeless (www.petsofthehomeless.org) on our Resources page, is an excellent place to begin looking for some help if necessary. Generation Wags (www.generationwags.com) also on our Resources page, can be an excellent place to find qualified rescues. It is also an excellent place for answers to a myriad of questions that help people see a clear way to work through a challenging issue, such as a training issue, or something else that could jeopardize the animal’s stability in the family. It comes down to the strength of the vow that is made when a dog or cat joins a family. Choosing wisely is crucial, whether the dog or cat is a puppy, kitten or an older animal. It is essential that the choice is made for all the right reasons. The winds of change are sure to come around in life, but honoring the pet that depends on you for its care and well-being, through thick and thin, is what our new shirt is all about....
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Privilege
June 14, 2013
I originally shared this blog in June of this year. I did not know then, that in three months time, we would be easing our little sweetheart’s passage from this earth. Though she amazed all of her vets with how she handled her kidney disease, much like all of the other challenges she faced during her lifetime, the time came to no longer fight for survival, but surrender peacefully; though the pain of letting go was searing, we were privileged to be her voice to be sure it was done respectfully, honorably, and with the purest love we could offer through our grief. We found a kind, soft-spoken veterinarian to help facilitate Legacy’s journey; she was comfortable at home in a room surrounded by those who adored her most in the world, either physically present or in photos. The agony of her loss has been made bearable by the healing words of family and friends, and for that I am truly grateful. I am certain a spirit as bold as hers lives on- certainly within those of us who cherished her. I hope you will read this original blog and be inspired to adopt; to look into the eyes of a gorgeous rescue animal and say: Come With Me. We’ll have a great life. How does a dog on death row at a shelter in Duluth, Minnesota, become the eager recipient of gluten-free vanilla cupcakes on her 15th birthday? The answer: Rescue, then Adoption. Our pup, that we named Legacy, was born into the world with deformed front legs; a dog that had suffered abuse in the year or so she belonged to the wrong family. Her fate steered in our direction when this stunning beauty, with eyes of brown and gold, that no one wanted, understood or committed to, was brought to a kill shelter and rescued by a young woman who told us she had a Zen-like calm among all of the chaos- who decided it would not be the last place she would know. Our Legacy is a powerhouse of resilience. Life handed her a deck stacked on the high side of adversity. With her misshapen front paws, and an early environment we know little about except Legacy’s behavior, that proved to us her map of mistreatment, we knew that above all, with us, she would experience comfort, advocacy, acceptance and unrestrained love. At this milestone age of 15, 14 years after we adopted her, I can say we have kept our word. Legacy is one of those dogs- the once in a lifetime combination of complexity, grace, and uniqueness of needs that is a privilege to care for and understand. Never a cuddler, we earned her trust in stages, and in allowing us to love on her, she lets her guard down just enough to relax and enjoy the doting. That is a reward in itself. Legacy’s genetic wiring would have taken a less indomitable spirit to a depressed, possibly withdrawn place, but not our girl. She has faced leg surgeries to enhance her mobility, surgeries for the removal of two cancerous spots and that of a benign mammary tumor, a near fatal dog attack that resulted in 28 stitches, low thyroid, allergies, degenerative disc disease and arthritis (in part for having to over-compensate for her front legs), and currently the challenges of kidney disease, not uncommon in graceful senior ladies. By offering Legacy a combination of traditional and alternative therapies for all of these things, and the new addition of a home-cooked diet to keep her appetite sharp, we honor her “can do” attitude every day. This milestone birthday found a happy dog anxious for us to blow out the candles so she could enjoy her cupcake. She, much like most rescue dogs, gives immeasurably more than she gets. She lives simply, doesn’t get in her own way, accepts help when she needs it, and stands in her own power. I love you, angel....
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A first love….
June 1, 2013
I’m a dog person. I admit it. My appreciation for their unabashed acceptance and displays of love has only deepened in my soul over a lifetime of connection to those dogs we have adopted into our family, those I have known through friends, extended family, or have written about. Recently, I experienced an affair of the heart of a different kind. I fell in love with my first cat. During a recent stay, where I was responsible for the caretaking of this gorgeous gray feline with brilliant white accents on his face and belly, I gained a new respect for the balance of autonomy and jockeying for affection this particular cat maintained during my visit. He drew me in; he left me wanting to be the cool person he yearned to be near. The first few days in the house, I would see this bundle of fluffy observation in the corner of a room I was in, offering a level of reserved acceptance that I was there, but with no real interest in my petting or acknowledging him. I was in charge of feeding him, cleaning his litter box, and I figured, that must count for something! Dogs generally adore the person who prepares their meals and snacks, so maybe this would be the case with this cat. I stole a chance to pet this fifteen pound boy’s back when I walked past him, but never did I think it would go further than that. One night, I was fighting through fitful sleep when my heart skipped a beat as I heard what sounded like a haunted creeping in the bedroom. My mind raced but landed on the notion that cats are stealth where dogs announce their comings and goings in various and obvious ways; tags jingling, playful barking or the rhythm and thumping of their steps. In moments, I realized a cat was standing on my side looking down upon me like a mountain lion atop a high cliff at the opening of “Wild Kingdom.” Before I could get out a proper hello, I heard what sounded like a small motor emanating from this compact body. “You’re purring,” I said out loud in the stillness of the night, as if the piercing, green- eyed stare would be broken with the words: “Yes, Caryn. That is what I’m doing.” And this happened night after night but along with the motor sound of purring, came the “kneading” of my skin on my upper arm, or the crook of my neck. I had no idea what this was but intuition told me it was good, and that maybe I was passing muster. I have since learned that the purring, and nestling close to me, the kneading as though I were dough for this cat’s next culinary creation before he fell back to sleep, was a high form of flattery. I was able to kiss him on the head, on the nose, or hold his head in my hands and lovingly tell him what a good boy he was. I gave up wanting this feline ball of independence- disappearing for hours a day only to emerge in time for a snack out of his bowl- to be a dog. He played a little hard to get and it worked. But, when he gave, it was because he was compelled to. When I left, he looked at me without turning away first. His stare stayed with me out the door and on my way home. I had, in fact, become cool enough for him to want to hang around with. And, we will again....
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Caretakers of our souls…
May 5, 2013
Dogs comfort us in ways that defy measure. Most of us have a watershed time in our lives when we recall how an animal got us through to a better place of healing. Many years ago, I was suffering through the emotional and physical pain of a second miscarriage. Our dog, Rafferty, was a soul mate kind of animal to me. Our connection was iron clad, heightened by all of our senses or a passing look that could communicate volumes. While I lied on my bed during such an uncertain and uncomfortable time, she earned her nickname: “Nurse Betty.” Burying my head into her body as her fur literally dried my tears, she offered the surge of strength I needed to feel that some intangible and inherently good things were constant, and that hope should never be lost in the face of uncertainty. Social therapy and crisis response dogs operate from a similar sentiment, but offer this same kind of healing benefit to strangers facing some of life’s most traumatic circumstances. Pet Partners (www.petpartners.org) is known for being a forerunner in training dogs to do social therapy work; volunteers enlist with well-mannered, even- tempered dogs to offer their assistance at schools, nursing homes, hospitals, and in other venues where the touch and understanding of a dog brings about greater well-being. Crisis response dogs, often referred to as “Comfort Dogs” are trained at a different level. They are trained to go to the scene of the unimaginable. Many crisis response dogs were brought to Ground Zero on 911 and offered immeasurable help to surviving victims, their families. and first responders. Recently, trained comfort dogs traveled to Boston about a week after the Marathon bombing to offer their unique skills as benevolent catalysts to those still grappling with the emotional complexities of such a life- altering event. Rescue dogs are often excellent candidates to be trained for work in social therapy or crisis response. Studies repeatedly show that interaction with dogs offers both emotional and psychological health benefits. People traumatized by a natural disaster or other challenging life experience have found blood pressure and heart rates to decrease, mood to elevate, and even in some cases, pain to subside. In our family, and millions of others, dogs “get it” on a level that allows us to be our most vulnerable selves without threat of judgment or disappointment. Our Rafferty left a legacy of unconditional, laser sharp devotion that each of our subsequent dogs has embodied with the nickname: Nurse Betty.” They have stayed by our sides as we have grieved for the loss of loved ones, rallied through a bad flu, or struggled to understand what seemed terminally unexplainable at the time. They have been the caretakers of our souls....
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What it is.
March 20, 2013
About five years ago, our canine mass of blonde spiral curls, Impulse, began having some trouble navigating the steps from outside into the house at night. When we took her to the vet at that time, tests indicated she had Progressive Retinal Atrophy. PRT is a progressive, likely hereditary disease with no known cure. Complete blindness was the prognosis; it would happen sooner than later we were told. At first I cried for her. I would walk around with my eyes closed just trying to fathom what a dark world might be like for her. My gut response was to thrust my human emotions on to this blissful spirit wrapped in a toy Poodle. It seemed devastating, sad news, and I just couldn’t get my head around what the vet was saying. At the time of the diagnosis, Impulse was scaling twenty carpeted stairs to our bedroom, and then jumping up on the bed at least twice a day. She was navigating around the house without help. She routinely jumped onto her favorite sofa, then onto its back where she curled up like a cat, or sat up, alert, tracking with every movement made by anyone who entered the room. Within the year we were told her retinas were flat despite Impulse’s ability to get exactly where she needed to and happily so. If Impulse had been interviewed at that time she would have said, “What’s the big deal? This is why I have such a great nose!” I learned very quickly to discard my pity for her. Less than two years after the diagnosis, cloudy white cataracts moved in on her clear dark eyes; it was as though one day they weren’t there and the next day they were-a magic trick gone wrong. Imp began to graze a wall when she walked into a room, gracefully trip over a misplaced shoe, or lightly bump her head on a drawer that was left open. She never stopped or cried. She continued doing everything she had ever done, but with a new grace. Today, she often walks through the house with the step of a Clydesdale pony; gently feeling her way as to not step on her older canine sister Legacy who doesn’t like those collisions. Certain times of the day she just likes to be held, and I am often at the computer with her on my lap, or other times we hear a high pitched bark from the back bedroom or from a couch- we call it her “stuck bark.” We scoop her up and put her down and watch as she heads into another room, or out the door, and down two steps to the grass to go to the bathroom. Our finger snaps accompanying the words: “this way, this way,” guide Imp many times daily to better help her in reaching her desired destination. Most California mornings, Impulse can be found lying on a comfy mat on our side walk inside the front gate where the sun casts a familiar glow onto her relaxed little body. She relishes in its consistency and the abundance of the sounds and smells that are sharper than ever. So, what have I learned from this experience, of loving so intensely a dog who was robbed of seeing my face years ago? You don’t break your stride. You stay in your own lane, and don’t worry about what others have, can do, or even what they think about you as long as you live the laws of kindness. You step thoughtfully and carefully, and if you bump yourself, shake it off. Look for the sun and lean into it with joy....
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The purest privilege
March 2, 2013
I have a soft spot for older dogs. I have two of my own, but even when they were younger, I would immediately feel a heart tug upon seeing a dog like a Golden Retriever, with just a splash of white signifying an aging face, sauntering by on a slack leash held by a proud owner. With a dog like that, a person can’t help but slow his pace, stop to smell the proverbial roses and maybe even say out loud: “life is good.” Senior can be defined very differently depending on who is doing the describing. From a vet’s perspective, a dog may be considered “mature” after age 7 or 8 depending on the breed. In my household, where Legacy is not quite 15 and Impulse is 13 ½, they are referred to as puppies on a daily basis, and are often deemed as such by strangers who meet them for the first time. One could say I live in denial, and I say, maybe, just a little bit. So, what is it about a senior dog that makes her irresistible? If you have loved one for the length of its life, you already know the unbreakable bond, the trust, the exact weight of a body that just wants to lie on top of you and be gently massaged behind the ears, or is aching to have her belly rubbed. You already know if she likes to receive kisses (ours usually have no choice) or just enjoys a perfect scratch under the jaw line. Loving a being with wisdom earned over the years, whether he or she came to you as a youngster or from a rescue at the age of 10, is one of life’s purest privileges. Bright eyes can be denied sight, as we have experienced with Impulse, but they also reflect back thanks. Their mid-day naps remind us to take a breath, that life’s challenges can be met with grace, and that all is well. If you have don’t have a dog in your life that has seen the seasons change many times over, you should get one....
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Compassion Still Pays Dividends
January 15, 2013
Adopt Don’t Shop. It has become a catch-phrase known to those on the front lines of eradicating the overwhelming homeless pet population for years. Dogs and cats sold in pet stores, whether in malls or private businesses, are largely supplied by brokers associated with inhumane puppy mills. Some store owners, like Renee Karapidian of Glendale, California were led to believe the dogs he sold in his store were from reputable breeders, but when he learned what he was supporting- the torturous life and circumstances inherent in puppy mills- he chose a new model. Renee, the owner of Pet Rush and Pet Rush Inn, learned that dogs in mills, treated as property, never feel a loving touch or the soft grass beneath their feet; they suffer grave indignities, broken bones and loss of teeth on a daily basis. They are exposed to disease every day and many puppy mill dogs are so ill they don’t even make the long trip on the trucks that transport them to the pet store buyers on the other end waiting for them. Yet, the truth is, many are warriors that can thrive in a new life when given the chance. With the support of his community, Renee decided in 2010 to discontinue the sale of any dogs at his establishment and become the first pet store in Glendale to have only rescue dogs available for adoption. In 2011, the Glendale City council chose to ban any sales of dogs or cats in pet stores and they are not alone. West Hollywood had led the way with this kind of ordinance in 2010, the city of Los Angeles has voted to support this ordinance also. Albuquerque, New Mexico is another city that has implanted a similar ban with positive results along with many others that are awakening to the importance of leading with humanity. Lessening demand for dogs bred under such intolerable circumstance is one step toward eradicating this practice. Large corporations are also taking note of this conceptual sea change. Shopping mall developer, Macerich, a Santa Monica based company has banned the sale of live animals in at least 70 malls across the country. They will no longer renew leases to pet stores who insist on selling live animals. They fully support stores working with rescue organizations to offer only rescue animals for adoption. This kind of policy is a huge step in creating less demand for the dogs languishing for years in the filth and ravages a puppy mill existence brings. Pure bred puppies, juvenile and senior dogs are all available in rescues and shelters, and also in progressive stores devoted to creating a new model that can be profitable and humane at the same time. To learn more about how a pet store in your community can convert to a model based on financial feasibility and compassion contact: www.glendalerescue.org....
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Welcome 2013
December 31, 2012
As the time comes to say goodbye to 2012, I live in gratitude for all of the challenges that came just as I embrace that which I hold most dear. My love and appreciation for family has never been deeper, richer or more profound; I am thankful to dear friends whom I have known for a very long time, and new friends whom I plan to get to know much better in 2013. My senior dogs, both with special needs, inspire me each and every day and the gift of them in my life continues to fuel me forward to be a voice for the innocent, deserving animals that just haven’t found their soft place to land just yet. Much More Than Me sells t-shirts, but my greater goal is to spread a conscious mindset of giving in the ways that we all can, and in welcoming new awareness’s about the needs of human beings and animals. Each day we get a chance to learn more and do better. I have learned that what we place the most attention on in our lives will grow beyond measure, and wearing a piece of clothing that celebrates connectedness, emphasizes caring in a greater way for others, and even dispels myths and educates about the needs of rescue animals, gives birth to more of that goodness in the world. If you are aware of an organization you would like to bring more light to, or have an idea for a t-shirt you would like to see designed, or want to share a photo of yourself in a Much More Than Me t-shirt, email: info@muchmorethanme.com. May the new year bring good health to all in body, mind and spirit!...
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All breeds await you in rescues
December 17, 2012
The term “designer dog” seemed to gain momentum about the time Paris Hilton was so frequently photographed with her Chihuahua in her hand bag. She didn’t invent the dog as accessory phenomenon, but her visibility may have planted a seed in some admirer’s minds. The idea of dressing up tiny dogs- or placing them in in hand bags is not new, and as long as the dog’s safety and overall health are considered first, it is left to opinion as to whether this is right or wrong. (It has been reported that prolonged practice of carrying a dog in a hand bag can lead to insufficient bone development, hair loss and anti-social behavior.) But, here’s the thing. It doesn’t have to cost a lot of money to have a pint-sized companion or other pure bred dog! Is it hip, or cool, or chic to buy an expensive pure-bred dog from a breeder? I’d argue it is far more impressive, impactful and interesting to adopt a pure-bred dog through a rescue. A rescue exists for pretty much every breed of dog imaginable. The long-held, commonly embraced notion that only mixed breeds, strays, or dogs with problems populate shelters and rescues is just incorrect. Those who know better need to continue to enlighten others about the truth. These kinds of dogs can be found in shelters, it is true, but the great news is rescue groups nationwide are also breed-specific. It is so common for people to be resolute and fiercely devoted to a particular breed of dog. Many of the pure bred dogs end up homeless for the same reason their mixed canine counter parts do- they become inconvenient, too old, or require some patience or training to name just a few reasons. In addition to these kinds of excuses, pure-breds often end up in shelters and rescues as collateral of backyard breeding and casual breeding. This motivation to make money, by breeding dogs people feel they can sell, often ends up with boxes of puppies being dropped off at shelters because no homes can be found. Some are dumped simply because the coat color hoped for wasn’t right or they were slightly bigger or smaller than anticipated. The right dog already exists for you in a rescue or shelter, despite its pedigree. Here are a few breed specific rescues from around the country. Some arrange cross-country adoptions and some work locally, however, the internet can be a good tool to at least begin the search for the adoption of a deserving dog. It is always best to be able to meet a dog before committing to a lifetime of care for a new canine family member. www.RAGMOM: Retrieve a Golden of MN. www.scdr.org: So. Cal Dachshund Relief Inc. www.malteserescue.us National Maltese and Small Dog Rescue Alliance www.gsroc.org: German Shepherd Rescue of Orange County www.bichonsandbuddies.com Bichons and Buddies...
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Welcome
November 25, 2012
The Much More Than Me company was born from the idea that we can wear what we believe, what we want to support, or see changed in the world around us. Our overall message is found in our name- we are all connected to one another, more alike than we are different, and especially in times when so many opportunities exist for focus to be on oneself, we want to be a reminder to act with greater compassion toward others – both human beings and animals. Our tag line- Wear the Change, Live the Love, means that our actions define us; we can be more aware, aspire to be better, to care more. Much More than Me stands as a gentle reminder to give back in the ways we can. Within this larger frame work is a passion for advocating on behalf of rescue animals that rely on all of us for a voice. Some of our designs enlighten about how dogs really end up in rescues (most often through no fault of their own,) inspire us about what we receive when we adopt, and reinforce how eco-friendly it is to adopt- good for the planet and good for the soul. We donate a portion of proceeds on the sale of every shirt to rescues, shelters and other humane organizations worldwide, and have done so since we sold our very first shirt in 2009. The challenge in this day and age of self-promotion and over-sharing, is to remain humble and grateful at the core and to dig deeper for validation in a society that seems to want to do it for us. Fewer things help us do that better than giving and making a difference in the lives of others....
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