🐾 What’s New at Pawsitive Serenity Solutions

Wondering how the pack is doing these days? Let’s just say—we’ve grown!  

New Arrivals

Sidda and Matty recently welcomed a litter of seven pups. Six are thriving beautifully, and Sidda herself remains her usual perky, protective self. Sadly, on the very same day, a litter of five poodle pups was born but did not survive despite every effort. Nature can be heartbreakingly unpredictable, and sometimes even the greatest care isn’t enough.  

Rescue Journeys

Just before the puppies arrived, I drove to Brooks, Alberta to bring home several dogs in need of new families. Their previous owner faced too many life challenges to continue caring for them, and now they’re here, waiting for their forever homes.  

Adjusting to a Full House

The past two weeks have been a whirlwind of vet visits, kennel setups, and meet‑and‑greets with potential adopters. For both me and the dogs, it’s been an adjustment. I’m not used to sharing my space with so many people—or so many dogs—but yesterday I realized something: I was proud to welcome strangers into this lively, imperfect, love‑filled home.  

My house no longer resembles the polished family home it once was when I was raising children. Back then, I was a perfectionist host, always chasing spotless floors and tidy rooms. These days, with dogs underfoot, I mop constantly, smile past the couch holes, and accept that “perfect” looks different now.  

Visitors & Introductions

Yesterday brought three visitors. First, two ladies came to meet Maisy, a shy Cavalier/Shih Tzu cross. This was Maisy’s second introduction to the woman who plans to adopt her after her spay. Maisy wasn’t overly receptive yet, but I believe she’ll settle in with time. What touched me most was the woman’s patience and devotion—exactly what I hope for in an adoptive parent.  

Later, another guest arrived. I rearranged the pack as I often do: Sidda back to the puppy room, Nyx to my bedroom, and only Jersey (a 2‑year‑old Cavachon), Maisy, and Haisy (Maisy’s half‑sister) in the living room. The meeting went smoothly, and as the woman expressed her love of dogs, I brought Sidda out with one pup. Sidda, ever the social butterfly, charmed her instantly.  

Encouraged, I gradually let more of the pack out—expecting chaos—but instead witnessed wagging tails, puppy kisses, and calm introductions. Even Nyx, who can be cautious with strangers, greeted her with warmth.  

A Dozen Dogs, One Heartfelt Moment

In total, she met twelve dogs: a pitbull, cockapoo, standard poodle, toy poodle, maltese, two Cavashih Tzus, an adult cavachon and pup, a spirited yorkie, a hearing‑impaired Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and a bichon frise. Every single one behaved beautifully.  

The woman was impressed, and so was I. That moment proved something important: while my situation may not look “ideal,” the dogs feel safe, secure, and free to be themselves here. No fighting, no frantic competition—just comfort and trust.  

Reflections

Not everyone will want to experience life in a house full of dogs, and that’s perfectly fine. But yesterday reminded me why I do this. It was a rare chance to see my pack shine, to feel confident that—even in the chaos—I’m providing exactly what they need: security, care, and love.  

And that means more than I can ever say.