She was sugar n’ spice n’ everything nice….

3 years ago, I was contacted by the "owner" of this beautiful 9 year old Corgi, rightfully named Ginger. The woman was at her wits end and didn't know what to do.

The once "sweet and docile" Ginger was biting people (including the owner's new boyfriend), charging other dogs, guarding, dragging her down the street on leash, blowing her off when given any directives, and so on.

The owner was an older woman, had lost her husband (who Ginger was quite bonded to), and was struggling. She was also preparing to sell her home of the last 30+ years and move to CO --- into a senior community with her boyfriend.

We did some really great work together and both reached about as far as they could go with one another. It became painfully clear to us all that Ginger needed more.

After a great deal of heartache and several conversations, I set out to try and find a new home for Ginger. We had a lot stacked against us in terms of age, behavior, and the simple fact that most people want "easy", "effortless," and "happy go lucky" when it comes to dogs.

We needed someone who was willing to learn about her, meet her needs as the individual she was.... someone who would be more consistent..... who was willing to learn.... who would step up, show up, and follow through every day..... this person would be a diamond in the "ruff" (pun intended), and - to be honest- I wasn't sure we'd find this person.

The plight was made.

Several responses were received.

This wasn't about just finding Ginger another place to go. It wasn't about placing her with someone who "loves Corgis." It was about far more (as it should be).

Then, there was Ashten. A young woman. While her chosen breed is the Corgi, what made her stand out was something far more. She was interested in Ginger, not (just) because of her looks or breed; but she was genuinely interested in her story and what she could do to help.

Now, I'm a big believer in open, transparent communication. Especially when it comes to dogs and behavior. We do dogs and people a great disservice when this isn't in play.

Ginger had been an "only child" her entire life. And, on top of private training, she had been through our boarding school program; so I knew (and had experienced) what was possible with her after successfully integrating her with my own pack (all about not forcing or rushing relationship and strategy).

I also knew what type of dog (energy, personality, demeanor, etc.) would be the best "first sibling" fit for Ginger.

Again, it was a very strategic approach; but Ashten, her husband, and their Corgi, Max (the best possible personality to welcome Ginger to the world of "friends" and siblings), were committed.

Was it an easy road? Absolutely not. Leading, teaching, guiding, supporting, communicating, etc. with dogs in the way Ginger needed was totally new territory for Ashten, and completely different than what she was used to. She was used to dog parks, snuggles and cuddles, retractable leashes.... not so much with the structure, rules and boundaries, etc. She wasn't aware of the energy factor, the human ingredient, state of mind....or how these major factors played into things.

Ginger was an incredible teacher. She challenged Ashten in ways she didn't know she needed.

Through working with Ginger, Ashten became more confident.

More assertive.

She learned how to "love" in a more balanced way.....and became much more dog fluent.

She became a "dog understander-er"... not just a dog lover.

Ginger defied the odds alongside Ashten and her trusty sidekick, Max.

Ginger's health started to decline rapidly these last few months, and the painful decision was made to help her cross worlds.

I'm so thankful to have connected with Ashten and her family through Ginger.

I'm so thankful they gave a beautiful, formerly conflicted and traumatized girl in need--- the chance at a different kind of life. And to fully live it.

Ginger.... you were full of sass and flair. Sugar n' spice n' everything nice. Your presence made a huge impact in many people's lives and in many different ways.

Heaven has gained a new angel, and you're now reunited with your beloved "daddy".

The Mini Pack Leaders in Training (who aren't so "mini" anymore) send their love, my pack sends their love (I'm sure Chip and Todd were there to welcome you), and I send my love.

You did a good job here on earth, sweet girl. Now it's time to rest n' recuperate.

With Love and Warmth....

Your Earthly Sherpa