welcome to my little dog corner

Notes from my kitchen table, the back seat of my car, and every walk where I started thinking too hard about dogs again.

I started this blog because I was forever texting myself odd little observations about my dogs, foster dogs, old rescues, and the things nobody explains very well when a sweet dog starts seeming a little lost.

Now I keep all of it here: routines, stories, rescue notes, brain-health rabbit holes, and a running list of what has actually helped in my own house.

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The post most people email me about first

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What Helped My Senior Dog Feel Like Herself Again

The long version of what I noticed, what I wrote down, what I changed, and the one chew that ended up staying in our routine.

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If you came here because your own older dog just seems a little off, that story is the best place to begin. It explains what I noticed, what I wrote down, what I changed, and why NeuroChew ended up being the one chew I kept in the middle of a much bigger routine shift.

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The evening shift and the DISHA framework

Some nights, the shift from day to evening feels less like a transition and more like a puzzle I cannot solve. I stand by the kitchen counter, listening to the house settle, and watch how the rhythm of my three seniors changes.

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The Night the Pattern Broke

The ceramic dog-bone jar by the coffee maker sat in its usual spot, but the house felt strange. It was eleven at night, a time that usually brings quiet.

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The weird little signs I wish I had not dismissed

The kitchen was quiet, save for the rhythmic hum of the coffee maker heating the water. I reached for the ceramic dog-bone jar by the coffee maker to get a treat for the foster who lives with us now.

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The dusk hour and the geometry of the back door

The kitchen floor transforms when the sun drops behind the fence. I usually stand by the ceramic dog-bone jar by the coffee maker while the water boils, watching the shadows stretch across the linoleum.

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The Month I Started Writing Everything Down

The kitchen floor felt colder than usual under my slippers when I reached for the ceramic dog-bone jar. Mabel was standing by the back door, her tail moving in a slow, uncertain rhythm that did not match her usual morning greeting.

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The afternoon the back door became a mystery

I stood by the kitchen counter, hand hovering over the ceramic dog-bone jar by the coffee maker, waiting for the familiar rhythm of the afternoon. Outside, the sun was hitting the porch, but inside, the air felt thick and still.

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Three things I keep telling friends lately

  • Write down the little changes before they blur together.
  • Shorter, gentler walks can do more than dragging an older dog around the block.
  • Sometimes the weird “just aging” stuff is exactly what deserves a closer look.
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What I Rule Out Before I Blame Aging

The checklist I use so I do not lazily call something “just aging” when it may be pain, sensory loss, illness, or something else that needs attention.

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The questions I bring to the vet when something feels off

My routine for keeping track of Pickle is not some grand medical project. It lives in my small leather-bound notebook that sits right next to the ceramic dog-bone jar on the kitchen counter. I do not aim for perfection. I simply aim for a readable history of the week.

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I finally made a Research Notes page because I wanted one place for the papers, guidelines, and notebook-style posts that changed how I look at senior-dog cognition, sleep, circulation, and recovery.