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LIFE WITH DOGS IS BETTER
Fun, style & a little heart behind every tail wag



Living With a High-Drive Dog: What I've Learned from Fleetwood
You guessed it…I’m talking about Fleetwood. For those of you who don’t know Fleetwood, he is one of my Airedales and he loves - loves - to have a job. 😀 By having the envelope pushed, we've accomplished a lot together, from basic obedience to recall. But lately, I have a feeling that Fleetwood is ready to push that envelope again. Wired for Work Fleetwood loves to work. He's a wire-haired terrier, after all — maybe I shouldn't be surprised by his enthusiasm. I'm convinced
Kim Opdyke
Apr 182 min read


Did You Pick Your Dog - or Did Your Dog Pick You?
Recently, several photos from 2022 popped up in my "memories." They're all from the day I picked out the puppy who would become Fleetwood. 💕 Looking at them, one thing was immediately clear: Fleetwood was not going to let me leave without him. He was determined. Every time I looked at or petted one of the other puppies, he jumped in front and tried to give me kisses. One Look and I was Hooked When I looked into those eyes and saw the "Fleety" spark, I was hooked. I knew he w
Kim Opdyke
Apr 183 min read


Dogs & Storms: How My 5 Airedales Handle Bad Weather (and What Actually Helps)
Last year, a tornado touched down near our home. It was early morning. I woke up to a tornado warning on my phone. My dogs already knew something was up — and nothing felt right. Hudson, Erwitt, Prayerie, Fleetwood, and Daisy were all on edge. 😬 I got downstairs with the news on. The Airedales were right — we were not only under a tornado warning, we were in the potential path. 🌪️ By that point, my dogs had completely lost their minds. Honestly, I had too. I was trying to c
Kim Opdyke
Apr 183 min read


My Dogs Got Into a Fight — Here's How We Got Our Pack Back
If you have multiple dogs and have ever experienced a fight between them, this one is for you. ...but if you know me, you know that all my kids have 4 paws, which means it wasn't an argument. It was a dog fight. All I remember was yelling no, off, and stop. The fight was broken up, and everyone was okay except for me. I was not okay… rather shaken to my core. It's been over six months, and I still feel uncomfortable talking about what happened - where did I fail? I'd always h
Kim Opdyke
Apr 163 min read
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