Being an outdoorsy person, I've always had a fascination with the Pacific Northwest. After doing several hiking road trips through the area in recent years, I fell in love with all the region had to offer, Washington in particular. From the beautiful scenery to the potential for year-round outdoor activities, I knew in my heart that Washington was where I was meant to be. And so, in pursuit of that dream, I decided to relocate my two dogs and I to Arlington, Washington, just a short trip away from the Cascades.
With the move came the potential to fully embrace my other great passion in life: animals, specifically caring for them through the pet services profession. Having worked in this field as a secondary job since my teenage years, I am now thrilled to be able to do so on a full-time, professional level. To me, it's more than just a career, though, it's a way of life that I embrace wholeheartedly. Interacting with pets and the humans who raise them: that is what continues to put a smile on my face each and every day.
But that's enough rambling about the boring human. We all know you'd rather be reading about my two fur-children, whose level of handsomeness I can only aspire to. So without further delay, here they are!
Pictured on the left, Odin, is a 8 year old male Shiloh shepherd. Purveyor of a wise old man mentality, he loves nothing more than to relax in his bed after a hard day of playing or hiking. Or alternatively, his other favorite pastime is to use his Chewbacca-esque vocal tones to complain to the nearest human who he believes hasn't pet him to a satisfactory level. As my first introduction to Shilohs, he has continued to enamor me with the breed day in, day out, so much so that I decided to get a second one.
And on the right, there's Loki, a 5 year old male Shiloh shepherd, and half-brother to Odin. Glued at the hip to his brotherly companion, he's a mischievous goober through and through who's always striving to assemble, and guard over, a hoard of toys. Out in nature, Loki loves all things water and you'll often find him standing in a river or lake to cool off, even if it happens to be covered in ice and snow. But despite his spastic goofball nature, he can always be counted on to keep his dog-father to a strict food timetable, lest he unleash a flying paw-punch as a reminder, most especially in the early hours of the morning.