In the early morning hours of Sunday, January 20, 2019, the earth stopped spinning on its axis and my world imploded into a black hole. Laurel woke me in acute pain. After quick phone call, she and I headed off to her favorite vet, Dr. Theresa Ortega who was on ER duty at Horizon Veterinary Specialists in Ventura. There were no surprises in the diagnostics. Years of heavy-duty medications for her severe Inflammatory Bowel Disease had taken their toll on her body. Later that morning, I wrapped my arms around her and crying into her fur I prayed for peace as she slipped away.
For me, bone-crushing grief has a way of ushering in waves of contemplation. It became clear that a new direction was required; one that honored the dogs of my heart, especially Laurel, and marked a renewed dedication to the dogs and sport that I love. Mountain Laurel Belgian Tervuren was born in Bozeman. An off-handed suggestion from my sister Cara, it was instantly and unanimously embraced by all.
My thanks to everyone who has supported me on this journey to this point, especially Sandi and Jill who graciously allowed Laurel to join my home and life. Welcome to Mountain Laurel Belgian Tervuren.