Dogs - My Co-pilots
Barclay the Best Dog. Leica Bella Dog.
William Wallace. Elsie the Cow.
Each one carried me through a chapter of life — loyal copilots, fierce protectors, and comic relief all rolled into fur.
Barclay: The original. Big-hearted, bear-hugging, cheesehead-wearing best friend. He knew one toy, one mission, one family. He left the same date my mom did — and somehow, that timing felt like destiny.
Leica: Fierce, loyal, rosemary-scented, and toy-destroying. She carried the intensity of ten dogs but kept me safe in ways words can’t cover. One ear up, one ear bent — forever my Juno girl.
Wally: Gentle soul and constant shadow. At ten, he still knows how to tilt his head just right to make me laugh, or flop down to remind me to breathe. He’s the quiet glue that binds the pack.
Elsie: The newest recruit. A black-and-white parti poodle story TBD - she joins us October 17, 2025 and we can't wait!
I call them “my copilots” because each one has guided me, steadied me, or nudged me forward exactly when I needed it. Together, they remind me what loyalty, joy, and second chances really look like.