Ron Lewis asked a great question that I’d love to answer.. What if..

If you inherited a lot of money or won the lottery and never had to worry about money or work again, how would that change your life, and what would you like to do that is different?

Oh my gosh, how many times have I along with every other middle class person thought about this question? Through the years, how the answers have changed, and here I am now, facing the same question. The difference between before and now is that I am in a completely different place in my life, and I see things completely differently.

The 1st thing I would do is hire a lawyer and a financial adviser because every relative and friend in the world would re-surface whether I wanted them to or not. I don’t think my life would change that much, other than I’d no longer have to take anti anxiety medication, probably lose some weight because I wouldn’t be turning to food every time a bill came in, oh and lastly, I’d be able to sleep better at night. Other than those small, being poor effects, my life is good. 

I’d love to be in a position to make a difference in the lives of the less fortunate, and for animals in need. There are too many homeless men, women, children and pets here in the United States. I’d like to make sure that there are more shelters for humans to lay their heads at night. I’d love to see the animal shelters have the funds so they don’t have to euthanize 1400+ dogs a month here in California, alone. That is a sad fact. Realistically, I cannot change the world, but I can change the life of 1 and that would be an amazing feeling.

I will end this asking everyone that reads this to perform a random act of kindness for one person/animal. if everyone does this, we will be a much richer world.



Mama D.








Earthquake prepareness for your pets

Hi everyone, it’s Mama D. As many of you know, we experienced a 5.1 earthquake last night, which was felt in 4 Counties, ours being one of them. We have not had a sizable earthquake in years so I am sure there are a lot of us that asked themselves last night.. Are we ready for a big one? Oh my dog, have I prepared for my dogs in case? The answer is no and no.. Being a California girl my entire life, you’d think I’d be more prepared, my prepareness was simply, “uhm, we are having an earthquake, shit, this one is big” as I have 3 dogs on my lap. Crates that are up are in places that do not have any chance of anything falling on top of them ie.. pictures, T.V’s and such.. But that is the extent of it.. As a responsible dog mom, and a rescue, it’s my responsibility to make sure they are safe as well.. So today, I embark on doing just that.. Here’s a great list of items you may need..

Prepare a pet disaster kit.  Store it with your family disaster supplies kit.  Some things to include in a pet kit are:

pet disaster kit

  • A sturdy carrier
  • An up-to-date identification tag
  • A leash
  • Food and water for at least three days
  • A bowl
  • Plastic bags for potty clean up
  • Medication
  • Can opener
  • A copy of veterinary record
  • A photo of your pet
  • Blankets
  • Phone numbers of emergency veterinary clinic and local animal shelter
  • A pet first aid kit, including various sizes of bandages, tweezers, antibiotic ointment, Q-tips, elasticized tape, saline eye wash and ear cleaning solution

Enact Pet Plan

  1. Take your pets with you in cases of evacuation. Pets are usually not allowed in emergency shelters, so make arrangements to have someone take care of your pet if you must stay in a shelter. Alternatively, below are resources for pet-friendly accommodations:


Some of you may be thinking, that seems like a lot to do? I’d be lying if I didn’t initially think that myself.. But then I realized, aren’t they worth it? Could I ever forgive myself if I didn’t have this and needed it? The answer was simple… Absolutely not!

I’ll end this by asking all of you, to please be prepared, take the time to make sure you and your loved ones including your furbabies are safe.



Mama D


new day, new love story

hey everyone, Mama D. here. Shout out to everyone who commented on my blog last night, I appreciate the feedback, the words of encouragement and nice words were very kind too.

Well, Meesha made it home without incident. She is home, sweet home. Have a great life Meesha, we/I love you, and am so honored to have had 2 weeks with you. Your mommy and I are going to be forever friends too, so that’s just a bonus. 🙂

I mentioned going to Carson yesterday afternoon to pick up a dog.. I didn’t really go into detail about him as my heart was somewhere else, to be honest. Today is a new day, Meesha is safe and as I mentioned yesterday, time for me get to rescuing. I’d like to blog about Walker tonight. Walker is a min pin mix, about 5 years old. Harlee’s rescue was going to take him but a rescue in Utah that specializes in handicap dogs wants him, so he’ll be leaving on Monday to go to his forever home. It’s not always rescue, love and adopt.. Sometimes it’s pull, love and be their 1/2 way home. This is the case for Walker. Both of his front legs are severly deformed. In spending time with him today, my gut tells me that this guy was injured and never saw a vet to get fixed.. his bones have defused and now HE pays the price because of a HUMANS irresponsible decision not to seek help for this guy. Oh allow me to let you all know he was dumped at the shelter because they couldn’t care for his front legs.. I bet it won’t be long before they have another back yard dog. Anyway.. Walker is a trooper, being that he cannot walk on his pads, his nails are probably 3″ long, and he walks on his wrists. He will not let this get him down, he walks, he runs, he throws toys up in the air to play, and he has a very deep love for something here at the Taylor 1/2 way house… A stuffed bear, and let me tell you.. He is NOT afraid to show his love for this bear. I just may have displayed total creepyness tonight as I video taped he and the bear having intimate time together. I tried to explain that he really shouldn’t do that, he was having no part of my story, it was about them, and that was that as for me???? May bring this up to my therapist when I talk to her, could be considered disturbing. LOL-

Handicapped dogs can and do live a great life once they are treated and loved…yet, once again. They have wheels for dogs, and once they get used to it, it’s like any other dog getting around on all 4’s. Walker will probably get wheels. If you would like more information, please see K9 Carts.. They are a wonderful group of people who spend their lives making sure animals of all shapes and size, live a great life. They donated wheels to the 1st handicap dog I fostered.

I will end this asking all of you to please appreciate your furbaby for who they are and the love they give.. If they are different than others, it’s completely ok.. be proud that they love YOU.. I tend to be drawn to 1 eyed dogs.. Put them together, and they now have 2

eyes. 🙂 Image


#MuchLove Mama D. xo

Rescue and saying goodbye

It’s been a very bittersweet day for Mama D. today.. Mesha, the little girl out of Carson went home today. I dropped her off at the airport at 8:15AM this morning. I balled my eyes out, to the point of loosing my breathe. All of the workers were asking me if I was ok. The answer is yes, I am better than ok. I know she is going home, she is going to be loved and taken care of, but it doesn’t lessen the void you feel in your heart when saying goodbye.

I was able to come home, get cleaned up to drive Oscar to his forever home. You may remember Oscar, he was on death’s door in Downey, His eye was out, needed to be removed, along with dental work and he was not neutered. He got all fixed up, looked very handsome and met his mommy and sister today for the 1st time.

Rescue is the most rewarding thing I have ever done in my life, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say it comes with several emotions. You get mad when you see these dogs behind bars, giving up on life, neglected, abused, in some cases deformed, and just dumped. You fall in love as you nurture them, and teach them how to trust again. Dogs are the most forgiving souls ever.. It never takes too long for them to just fall in love with people again, and they give me so much more than I could ever give them, yet I am called the hero, or the angel.. Not at all, these dogs are. You feel happiness when you know it’s time for them to find their forever home, you know them well enough to be able to make sure the perfect home for “them” comes to find them. Not every house is perfect for that specific dog. You know when it does though.. You go through the adoption process, application, meet and greet, home check and then the day arrives.. And you feel like your heart is being ripped out of your chest when you kiss them, tell them to have a great life and hand them over to their new mommy and daddy. It doesn’t matter that you know in your heart, this is the best place for them, it doesn’t matter that you did what you set out to do, and it’s time to go save another one. For that moment, nothing else matters and the emotions completely take over. You take the pic of the dog with the new family and you turn around and walk away. Whew, now that is tough..

I am very blessed, All of my adopters keep in touch, send pictures and in some cases, have become friends of mine. Nothing makes me smile more than getting an email or a text from one of my adopters sending me a pic.. thanking me for allowing them to adopt their furbaby.. It’s a feeling like no other. The moral of rescue is no matter how many emotions you go through, the end result is the most beautiful feeling in the world, and it’s never to be taken lightly. I am no angel, or hero, every dog that has walked into my home ar the true angels and hero’s.. I am simply a caring human who believes in 2nd chances. #MuchLove  Mama D.


This is dedicated to Oscar and Meesha


Pumpkin the Pug

Hi all,

It’s Pumpkin, the Pug.. Most of you know me and I am sorry for those of you who don’t. I am pretty spectacular. Here is my story.. I was found walking the streets of Moreno Valley one evening. The girl who found me put an ad out on CL and from the next day forward, my life forever changed. 2 ladies came to get me, I had no idea who they were or where I was going, all I knew is my feet were killing me, so being held in an air conditioned toaster felt pretty good. They named me Pumpkin, I’m pretty sure I could have been named something much more chic, but it’s ok.. I’ve become accustomed to it.. I went to many doctors, they thought I was preggers, you see, I have been a mommy many times, so it looked like I could have been.. I had a lot of xrays done and an ultra sound, and come to find out, I was having a false pregnancy. Hey, what am I supposed to know, all I knew was I was always carrying babies… they tried to put me under and I wasn’t doing well so they had to pull me out of the anesthesia. At that point, Mama D. became mommy and no more talk of being adopted.. I was home.. Since then, I have been spayed, I am UTD on shots, and everything is Ducky.. But I am still not going anywhere and I could not be happier. Mom and I are close.. She loves me so much. I only have 1 eye, I sleep with one eye opened, I snore loud, breathe hard, eat a lot, take up mom’s entire lap, am picky with my treats, and pretty heavy to pick up to put into bed every night and take down every morning I don’t think she would want me any other way. She too carries some of the same traits, BOL…. The point of this blog.. Don’t ever stop dreaming.. Life can and will get better if you continue to believe.. You may not be perfect for everyone, but you will be perfect for someone. I am where I was supposed to be, it just took me awhile to get here. Image                       

Ivy and Willow

Hey everyone, it’s us.. Ivy and Willow.. We are related, somehow. Lhasa Happy homes received a call about us along with 14 other dogs that were living in a hoarder/drug house and was asked if she could take us in. Without hesitation she said yes.. LSP agreed to foster us. We have been with her for about a week. It has not been without some stress though. We got picked up and went right to the hair stylist, neither one of us like it.. BUT… I (Willow) was much better than Ivy. She was so bad she had to go back the next day.. The following day, we go get pic’s taken of us. We have two women in front of us, making the strangest noises, we were thinking, we went from drugs to own right cray cray.. Well, as it turns out, they were trying to get out attention to get good pic’s of us, and they said they did.. DUH, like we could ever take a bad pic? Oh brother.. Then, we are taking Ivy back to the hair stylist, and guess what?… Yep, Mama D. dropped me off as well. WHAT???? Why me? Come to find out he had to replace my bows, SMH!~ Then we had a doctors appt. and the guy was looking and looking at us, then.. He stuck something up Ivy’s butt… OMG- What just happened? Am I next? BOL Nope, I didn’t have to get it done. Lucky me.. Can you believe all of this in a matter of days? Ok.. This is the kicker.. Yesterday Mama D. came down the stairs at the crack of dawn…dressed. We were like ok.. what now??? She puts us in the dreaded car and we know we are going somewhere.. Ivy started throwing up like mad.. She was so nervous, I was a big girl but not real happy that I was in the same crate as throw up.. YUK! Hopefully we will be reaching the “destination” soon. We do.. You’ll never guess where we were? Yep, another doctor.. This time was crazy.. We went in.. All the sudden we don’t remember anything.. We wake up, I am not even sure we were asleep, it was the craziest thing we have ever went through.. And let me tell you… Our bellies were on fire.. I think they cut my insides out. What is happening here? we are in pain, we both feel really groggy, and all we want to do is get home.. Where is that Mama D. Oh here she is.. You see, she is so loud.. We got a little excited but could not move. A technician tried to get Ivy and she snapped at him. I was BOL, she was not having anymore snip and tucks.. Thank god she protects me.. I thought well, I can do the same thing.. All of the sudden, here comes Mama D. and Auntie S to bust us out. We get in that darn car, hopefully to go home, and both of us are whining.. Ok.. So why does Mama D. say.. “Oh I am so sorry, it’s ok, I understand”… SERIOUSLY……. Did she have all of her insides removed and then be stuck in a cage feeling super weird? I don’t think so, I am not convinced, she finally admitted that she hasn’t. Anyway, it’s day 2 from that nightmare and we are both super tired, so we are resting today. Maybe if we keep our eyes closed, we won’t need to go in that car for a couple days.. everytime we do, something happens…


Until another day…

Love, Willow and Ivy  (Sorry, I am much more talkative than Ivy) I took over.. BOL BOL


Out of the mouths of dogs – Meesha

Hi, my name is Meesha, and I am the newest addition to LSP, but am only here temporarily. My forever mommy saw me on a FB thread and immediately reached out to LA peeps to help me. Mama D. busted me out of there last night, the 1st day I could be released and we are just waiting for transport so that I can make it home. I’m moving out of California, this place has not been good to me, until now. You see,  I am not sure why I ended up in jail, all I remember is the police requested Carson to come get me.. My humans were probably bad and got in trouble for something and I am the one who paid for it. Mama D. has explained to me that it wasn’t my fault and has assured me that I will be safe and loved from this point on. Thank goodness, I am way too young to be dealing with drama. I think I am in my 1/2 way home.. Boy, I tell ya, humans do bad and we sure pay the price. I am lucky too, from what I saw, there were dogs, some small, some big, and some ginormous that were being walked out of our cell block and they never returned. They were crying, I felt really bad for them. In listening to humans, I think they were euthanized, I am not sure what that means, but I think it’s when they KILL US.. I am pretty sure they were in the same place as I was, they didn’t do anything wrong, their humans did.  I wonder why humans buy us when they can’t keep us until we cross over the rainbow bridge? I wonder why they put us in jail when we did nothing wrong? I wonder why they loved us so much when we first met and then they just stop loving us? None of this makes any sense. If i could ask one thing, I would ask that in order for a human to have a dog, they must volunteer at the doggie jail for 1 day.. To see what we go through when they don’t want us anymore, or are careless and allow us to get out of our house, in most cases our yard.

I want to publicly do a shout out to my new mom, Paula Cooper, for caring enough about me that she knew in her heart that she wanted me with her.. You will never know how much that means to me… Mommy, I already love you and I can’t wait to be in your arms.

Love, Meesha