A Privilege

I consider myself privileged. I share my life with six beautiful Springer Spaniels who are my family. They are my pack and I love them dearly. These dogs have saved my life more than once and pulled me back from the brink of a dark depression time and time again. I grew up with dogs and have always felt connected to them on a level. I always said that I would have a house full of dogs when I grew up and that's what I have. I couldn't feel more happier than I do when I am surrounded by my pack. People ask me how I cope with six Springer Spaniels and I always say "There's nothing to cope with. It's great fun". Don't get me wrong, there are times when it is chaotic. Feeding time used to be a free for all until we started training and now the dogs know the routine and what happens. Walkies are the fun part. We play ball, throw some poor teddy across the field to see who will get to it first. Usually it's Reilly or Dude and then Delani will run over and grab it from them. The boys tolerate Delani (the only bitch) so well. She is such a little diva at times. I am going to give a detailed description of each dogs personality. They are so different it's unreal. Each one has their own personality and little habits and quirks.