I grew up with dogs my whole life. I can name every dog we ever had:
Countess, Doberman and mother of Prince and Hap
Cindy, the wiener-chihuahua mix
Hap, also known as Happy Go Lucky, the Doberman and Countess’ son
Prince, the Doberman, Hap’s brother and Countess’ son
Skipper, a German Sheppard that was starving out in the desert. My family rescued him.
Star, a black Lab that was abandoned at the church I attended. I brought him home on the church bus, without permission.
Bobby, a white Lab we got when Skipper died.
Eddy, a black lab we got when Star died.
Wiley E. Coyote, a Yorkshire Terrier
Foxy Lil Hound, a Yorkshire Terrier
As an adult and shortly after Mr. Bear and I got back from our honeymoon, we got Chien (French for dog). Chien was a Pit Bull Rottweiller mix. We adopted her at the Humane Society. A year later, we got Delilah, a sweet little Border Collie mix. Unfortunately, earlier this year, we lost them both. They ran away and were found on the nearby freeway. Devastated does not describe our loss. It was terrible.
We now have Obi and Layla. They are seven month old puppies and very mischievous. We love our dogs. They helped us heal after losing Chien and Delilah. They could never replace Chien and Delilah, but they helped our hearts mind while we mourned the loss of our canine babies. Yes, we are dog people. Chien and Delilah were rescue dogs. Obi and Layla were both rescued from the Labrador and Friends rescue. We rescued our dogs, but in many ways, they rescued us right back.
When I had the opportunity to read, “Love at First Bark,” by Julie Klam, through the BlogHer Book Club, I was thrilled. From one dog lover to another, Julie shared her own experiences with dogs and how her dogs have complimented her life. Julie, you see, loves the unlovable dog—the broken dog, and makes them part of her family. She loves the old dogs with medical problems and nurses them to health.
I loved Julie Klam’s writing style. She made me laugh. She made me cry. It was a beautifully written tale of a family living in Manhattan foster the dogs that are difficult to place in “forever” homes, due to age, illness, or other reasons. Despite living in a small New York apartment, Klam, her husband, and daughter open their home and hearts to the dogs they foster.
I was touched by Klam’s selfishness and complete devotion to these animals. Her love for the dogs, she suggests is what has saved her own relationship with her husband. My favorite part of the book is when Klam and her husband go to New Orleans to volunteer their time to rescue Jarhead—a feral dog that was found with a mayonnaise jar on her head. Jarhead was relieved of her mayonnaise jar prison eventually, with the help of the volunteers, although one of the volunteers was bitten.
I would recommend this lighthearted, funny, sad, and inspiring book to anyone that loves our canine friends.
Disclosure: I was compensated for this BlogHer Book Club review but all opinions expressed are honest and my own.