Hi everyone, it’s me, Karl. I’ve been away for a few days attending to some very serious business.I was drafted.Yes. It’s true. At first, I was afraid. I was, in fact, petrified.But my dad was there. By my side.And so, we went into battle together. It all began last weekend on my daily walk. You […]
Remember when I told you I’m a certified First Mate for sailboats? If you don’t, well, you should go read about it. Go on. I’ll wait right here… Everyone caught up now? Good. So now that we’re all on the same page and fully aware that I am a highly qualified Shep of the Sea,
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I am a brave boy, but I am also very sensitive. I stay close to my people because I care about them, and I always know what they are feeling. When they are sick, sad, or happy, I feel it too. Sometimes I even pick up on things before they do. I have always been
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Follow me on Facebook and Instagram and my mom will post pictures. I know you have questions for me about my life. Share my blog and I will email you a big sloppy wet Shep kiss! My socials are on the homepage of this blog and on the contact page. I will be watching for
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First, there is something important you should know about me. I was adopted. My birth parents’ people were in the military, and they loved me, but they had to go across the ocean and couldn’t keep me or my brothers and sister. So my new mom and dad bought me a plane ticket and I
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Did you know I used to live on a sailboat? Not just live there, I was the First Mate. I still hold that title, by the way. The moment my mom and dad get another boat, I’ll be back on duty, patrolling the decks like the professional I am. We lived aboard for a whole
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The Quiet Signs In the days leading up to Karl’s first cluster attack, things felt slightly off in ways I couldn’t fully explain. Even then, I knew something wasn’t right. I told his dad more than once that Karl seemed different, but I struggled to put my finger on why. It was a quiet, uneasy
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My Window View I have my very own window in our RV. It’s down on the floor in the front, right at my dad’s feet. It’s the perfect spot for a shepherd on duty. I can see straight ahead and watch the miles fly by. I sit there and help Dad drive. It’s an important
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It was about five months after Karl’s first seizures. He had not had a single one since those initial two, and the medicine had been working perfectly. I had allowed myself to believe we were past it. But in the middle of the night it happened again, just like before. A grand mal seizure, violent
From backyard patrols to world-class adventures When I was a young Shep living in Alaska, I had a very important job: I was in charge of patrolling my yard. Every morning, my dad would look at me and say one word: “Patrol.” That was my signal.Mission activated. I’d run the whole perimeter of the property,
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