I AM Secret Service for My Dog
During a holiday gathering, our new dog, Rowan, greeted my mother in the face with his muzzle…better known as a muzzle punch, which broke skin and drew blood. It happened during their first introduction to each other at the start of a family gathering. Needless to say, the ‘incident’ (as I refer to it) put quite a damper on our holiday weekend. Rowan was then a 7 month-old Border Collie mix we’d adopted from a local shelter six week earlier. He was a stray that was picked up in Eastern Washington, then transferred from one shelter to another, ending up here. Click here to read more.