>> February 26, 2014 >> PLEASE NOTE << I no longer have Xena, my soul dog. Dogs are FOREVER to me, and after being questioned publicly on Twitter yesterday, I wish to set the record straight. I will be posting a full story, but for now, for the record:
>>I never ever gave up my (foster) dog.<< The breeder breached our contract and removed Xena from our loving home, on March 5, 2013, only months after I welcomed Xena to her permanent home here. Xena was taken after I reported >head tremor
OK. I had insomnia, didn’t sleep well most of the night.
Finally got in some ZzzzzZzz’s early this morning, and was just awoken suddenly from a dream … with a litter of beautiful standard poodle puppies (with their Mom of course) and they were almost a chocolate red brown. Yes it’s a color. (ha)
The poodles were in the back yard and I then hear a growl. Look out in the back yard again and there’s a big huge bear (Mom of course) with her cubs … kind of like a grizzly brown bear. Yes it’s a breed. (ha)
Then I’m running around inside the house wondering where my little poodle puppy Xena is, to make sure she doesn’t go outside, and then for some reason I look out the side window of the house and there’s a big cougar out there, walking and slinking through the forest towards the back yard. I go, OMG, where’s Xena my puppy, and go down to the basement to go out into the backyard to get the other big poodles and their Mom indoors away from the bear, but I can’t open the door (only slightly ajar) to get outside because the Momma bear is fast asleep against the door (inside the house) and her cubs (lots of them) are sleeping under a big thick blanket … and OMG where is Xena the poodle puppy?
I wake up and she’s fast sleep on the bed right beside me. (and she doesn’t sleep on the bed, she sleeps in a crate) So I better get back to sleep to see what happens next.
7:20 A.M. ZzzzzzZzz.
— Brenda Johima
