09/30/2026
CAUTION: SAPPY CAPTION AHEAD. Scroll if feelings make you uncomfortable.
When I came up with Feral Days, it honestly came from a little bit of desperation. Burnout is inevitable when you love this work as much as I do, but hard behavioral cases, shut-down dogs, losing dogs who didnât need to go, and constantly pouring everything into everyone elseâs dogs while feeling guilty that my own were getting the leftovers was starting to hit different. Something had to change.
And apparently the answer was buying a giant van, loading it with dogs, and disappearing into the woods. Who knew.
Thanks to your continued trust and support, Feral Days have started healing parts of my soul that were getting pretty damn tired. Thereâs no pressure, no problems we have to fix, no perfect obedience required, just dogs getting to explore, build confidence, learn to trust, get dirty, make questionable decisions, and be dogs.
Watching nervous dogs get brave, seeing confidence explode, building relationships with your dogs in a completely different way, and getting to bring my own crew along to run, swim, hike, and live the life I work so hard to give everyone elseâs dogs has changed more than I expected.
So thank you for trusting me with your pups and giving me the freedom to keep evolving this weird little business into something that takes care of the dogs and the human behind it. Turns out sometimes the dog trainer needs a little behavioral modification too.
Okay. That was disgusting. Enough personal growth. Back to the regularly scheduled chaos. đ¤