01/31/2026
George is 13 now.
The dog who quietly started everything for Laura and me.
When he was a puppy, he’s what pulled us into dog training — long before it became a business, a philosophy, or a way of life. Over the years, George has lived a full, meaningful life. As a certified Therapy Dog, he spent time in memory care units being loved on by people who missed their own dogs. He sat beside a young child in an intimidating courtroom, offering calm and confidence when the world felt overwhelming.
In his younger years, he loved agility.
These days, he still loves movement, puppies, and especially balls — the most wonderful objects in the world to him. It’s not unusual to find him napping on his bed with a ball tucked right by his muzzle, just in case.
George has lost most of his hearing over the past year, but thanks to years of solid training and clear communication through hand signals, it hasn’t slowed him down or changed who he is. He’s still active. Still engaged. Still very much George.
Now that we know he’s in his twilight years, we’re more intentional about our moments with him — soaking in the small things. Like watching him ignore a whole yard of warm sunshine and choose one of the last patches of snow instead.
Old dogs carry a lot of wisdom.
And George has given us a lifetime’s worth. ❤️❄️