Hallmark Cocker Spaniels

He's walked with me...he's carried me. ❤

Every single step in my life has been under his watchful care...yes...even the traumatic, the heartbreaking, the difficult, the disappointing, the rejected.

He has a beautiful way of transforming all the bad into a light that shines brightly for the world to see. A light that permeates into the darkness and pain of others to help show them the way. ❤️‍🩹

Love,
Kellina

I can. But I’m not going to.

I don’t want your dog to shrink away while I insist on ruffling their hair up.
They don’t need me to touch them to prove “I’m safe”.

What they actually need is for me to keep my hands in my pocket and wait for some signals of consent.

We have a tactile “obsession” when it comes to dogs.

Maybe it starts when they’re puppies and their squidginess draws our hands in.
100% their fur and wee fat rolls combined are irresistible.
From there though, it can become a habit.

We see a person up the street we haven’t seen for a while, stop for a chat and our hand goes down to pat while we say “Aww whose this wee girl”.
That’s how easy these habits grow.

They’re ingrained.

How about we start to normalise not touching?
And start normalising watching for consent.

🤭