Update 8/8 2022
Aloha,
Here are some more photos and video of Dog Life in Hawaii.
Mahalo for reading!
How we successfully brought our two large older dogs to Hawaii - Happy, safe and healthy!
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| Ichiro |
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| Frankie |
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| Aloha Frankie |
Aloha!
a. The snorkeling and whale watching was amazing. My parents watched the dogs and my mom gave them so much love (and a haircut) they were refreshed and renewed when we returned from the weekend.We had friends from Mainland visit us who knew our dogs way back when. One of them was the managing partner at my law firm when I started out as a young attorney. They were amazed that our dogs are still around. I've said this before, but we're sure the climate of Hawaii has extended the lifespan of our dogs, who were expected to live 12 or 13 years total. The vet told us on January 5, 2011 that Danzig's cancer would not allow him to live more than a few months. He is a happy boy these days, we give him and Tasha all the love that we can.
It's been a blessing to be able to apply my real estate law experience to my fun career as a realtor, I've helped some clients and good friends move into their new vacation homes over this past winter and enjoyed sharing paradise with them! Time to walk the dogs and ride our bikes to the Kailua Farmer's Market for dinner. Aloha for now! Happy Spring!
e walked to the beach with the dogs. Here's a picture of Lanikai Point. The tree stumps are a reminder of how much the wider the beach used to be. Due to erosion many ironwood trees been removed.
feared it was time to say goodbye to Tasha. I was carefully monitoring her quality of life to make sure she was having more good days than bad and she was seeming more sad than happy. She was unable to walk at times and had a hard time getting up. I spent an entire day giving her love and affection. Love has amazing power, the extra attention really perked her up. I purchased a "bottoms up" leash for her, which is styled like my rock climbing harness to support her hips. After one
walk using the leash it seemed as if she decided to walk on her own, maybe she was embarrassed by it! It is as if she resolved to start "training" to walk better. She started breaking out of her pen and performing fea
ts of strength such as knocking over my beach cruiser to get out. Maybe she overheard me talking to the vet about our options, including putting her to sleep! I was so sad and torn about making sure she is living with dignity and comfort. We thought she'd never make it to the beach again, but now she is walking there regularly. Here are some photos taken this morning. 
I can tell he his having some difficulty breathing because his malignant tumors are growing. However every audible breath is part of his excited happiness to be alive. Everything to him is awesome. Even when he was in the animal shelter the day we adopted him he stood out as the positive thinker. Every other dog was barking and unhappy about being caged. Danzig quietly sat there wagging his tail, as if he was thinking, cool, I'm no longer a stray on the highway, there's a roof over my head and regular meals! When we fixed his broken tooth, he was even happier with "Oh yeah! I'm no longer in excruciating pain!" We attract what we think about, and thinking positively brings more positive energy to your life. Aloha from Paradise!

At the ticket counter, the airline employees stuck "this side up" and "live animal" stickers all over the crates (as if mine weren't enough already!) and placed baggage tags on them. 





Or, at least mine can't. As a result I fight a neverending battle against sandy floors. The dogs had a grooming appointment today. I seized the opportunity by taking them to the beach beforehand, knowing for once I wouldn't have to clean them in the beach shower (I did so anyway, to avoid getting my car all sandy, but not as thoroughly). I also tried to get them to swim in the ocean instead of just walking along the shorebreak. I got in the water myself to swim, Danzig followed me, but when his feet started floating he didn't like it and went back to shore. Tasha got wet, then went back and stood there barking at me. Then they both kept trying to come in but every time a wave came they backed up. Maybe it's that Arctic breeds don't like swimming. Oh well. At least I didn't have to clean up the salty sandy mess they became. While they were being groomed I cleaned and vacuumed. So the clean floors will last a few hours anyway. That's another thing to get used to living in Hawaii, especially if you go to the beach a lot. Dogs can't wipe their feet and will inevitably track sand into the house.