Ru at a cottage, one month after we got her. The look of worry on her face says it all.

A Year With My Rescue Dog

This story does not start, nor will it end, with the familiar saccharine sentiment about the dog I rescued having actually rescued me. One year into this whole dog ownership thing and I am still about 25% sure that my partner and I shouldn’t have done it. What would our lives be like if we hadn’t adopted a dog, or perhaps just hadn’t adopted this dog?