Profile: I live with my husband and two beautiful dogs, Honey and Sky, in rural New Mexico. I'm retired, and also a homemaker. I love art, film, books and spiritual things. I especially love dogs and feel a lot of them have a hard time in life.
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I first saw Honey, trotting by one summer day nine years ago, as I sat outside. She stopped for a moment, looked a bit concerned, then went on her way. She belonged to a new neighbor, unfortunately, a crackhead prostitute, who left her a daily kitten sized bowl of dry food. I cringed when I observed that neither the neighbor nor her clients/friends would ever pet Honey or acknowledge her. She existed by catching chickens when she could, eating soiled baby diapers, and stealing other dogs' food. She stayed on the neighbor's porch waiting faithfully, and was always in the snow. My husband suggested that we take her (with owner permission), and I readily agreed. We gave her a new name, Honey, because she needed a sweet name. And she has been the sweetest dog ever. She lies by my feet, and I keep her warm in the winter. I have spoiled her, and some would say that's not the best way, but she was treated pretty badly in her earlier life. I let her make her own decisions (not all of them), and she goes to the door when she wants out. We are well trained enough to get up and let her out! Honey is quite unique and very smart. A caring dog, she doesn't like loud noises, and she is also rather like a cat. About three years ago, we got her a very handsome, intelligent younger husband, our other dog Sky. She seems pretty happy, but I am not sure how long we will have her. For awhile at least. She's a Daddy's girl, and she is beautiful. We're all pretty attached to her.View Profile