The Way It All Began

All portraits by Addren Doss Fine Art

Josh Portrait

MVG and Josh

This is Josh (above).  He was Mama’s very first Scottie.  She drove round trip to Knoxville to get him. He was a gift, and at the time,  was being boarded in a kennel there. Mama was told that he was the only Scottie in the Kennel wearing a collar.  She couldn’t get the Kennel lights to turn on, so she went to every run, and felt everybody’s neck, until she came to Josh.  Then, the gate wouldn’t open, so she climbed over, picked him up, climbed back over, and they got out of that situation.   She said “Want to blow this popscicle shack?” And he did.  He hopped right in the back seat, and then worked his way to the front. Mama had brought a crate, but Josh said he didn’t need it, he would just sit in the passenger seat and be just fine.  And he was.  Mama and Josh had wonderful  times together for quite a few years,  until he developed Addison’s.  They struggled with that until  Josh  said that they had done all that could be done, and he was ready for the Bridge.  So Mama bought him a ticket and cried the Grand Canyon twenty gazillion times over.  After an extended period of sadness, Mama was given another gift by the same friends.

His name was Noah.04-28-2012 07 46 01AM

Mama and PawPaw drove to Nashville to get Noah.  They spent the night going to and from Nashville  at the only  Motel they could find that accepted dogs.   It was in Newport, on the North Carolina side of Knoxville…..they new nothing about Newport other than they could all spend the night. After picking up Noah,  Mama went towards the kitchen area to get Noah a bowl, and was told not to go in, there was a Church service going on and they “hadn’t put the snakes away yet.”  Even Mama was floored…”Snakes?  Really??????  I mean REALLY ???. “Oh yes, snakes”, said the Clerk. ” This is a snake handling town”.  Mama went back to the room and told PawPaw that they needed to leave for home just as soon as they woke up the next morning.  And they did.  Noah and Mama had many happy years together.Totalled 2011 Volvo The car that saved my life.

One day, a lady ran a red light and T Boned Mama.  This is what her Volvo looked like after everything was said and done.  So Mama had to be away from Noah for several weeks, although towards the end, he was allowed to visit her in hospital.  Then, when she got home, he only left her bedside to go for a walk or to tinkle. Noah sleeping on Susan's quilt

Finally, Mama could get up and practice walking with a walker, then walk  on her own. .  Noah was right there.  About three months after Mama started walking and driving again, she felt that something was wrong with Noah, but she couldn’t put her finger on it, so they went off to Dr. Pokey’s.  Mama could hear him saying, ” SHIT SHIT SHIT”  from behind the door .  He came in, told Mama that Noah had a bladder full of tumors, and they needed to go to the Specialty Vet.  And so  they did.  24 hours after being admitted, Noah told Mama that he needed to go to the Bridge.  So she bought him a ticket, came home and had the biggest meltdown PawPaw had ever seen.  This went on for months.  Finally, Mama said she was ready for another dog, and she was pawsitive she wanted another Scottie.  So the same friends who had given her Josh and Noah put her in touch with the Alabama Scottish Terrier Rescue Association, and voila, one rainy day when Mama had really been emotional, her phone rang and long story short, I was available, and when could she and PawPaw come get me?Skyler Portrait

They  got in PawPaw’s car and drove to Atlanta to pick me up.  I wasn’t feeling so hot, because I had been surrendered to Dr Pokey, then chipped, neutered and had a raging ear infection.  My Auntie Kate, who I was surrendered to, visited me several times, and really liked me, so she emailed back and forth with Mama, telling her how sweet I was.  But that morning, when they came to pick me up first thing at Dr. Light’s, I was a limp noodle. Mama stopped by my crate and told me that things were going to get better, but I was in a daze. Also, the woman who surrendered me didn’t like the Scottie cut, so I had been groomed like a Westie! I did look pretty strange and was greasy from the ear meds, but they didn’t seem to care.  Mama wrote the Vet a check,   PawPaw picked me up, put me in Noah’s crate in the back of  the Tahoe and away we went.  I wouldn’t drink any water, and barely tinkled on the way home. I was very aloof.  But once we got home, I perked up.  Mama sez I ran up the stairs, jumped on their bed, ran downstairs, bounced on all the furniture that I could get on…..I was transformed!   The very first day I was home alone with PawPaw, he  forgot I was there,  and left a door to the outside cracked.  I was out like a shot.  The poor man spent an hour looking for me and trying to figure out how he was going to tell Mama that her dog was gone.  But when he got back home, there I was, sitting in the front yard waiting on him.  I had just wanted to check out my new neighborhood! Happily, he did see the humor….I think he was just flat relieved frankly.    Initially, I did favor PawPaw, because he was at home with me all day, and slipped me treats.  Mama was good for paying the Vet bills, buying my food and such.  NOTE: Until she came up with my name, she called me George, and I was down with that.  Neither of us liked my original name.  But we all liked the name she came up with ( she said she had to be around me to create a name). Little did we know,  after just a very  few months, PawPaw asked to go to the Bridge (he had been very ill) and Mama bought him a ticket.   From that time on, it has been  us two.  We were  very sad together for a very long time (we are doing some better, but boy, has it been hard work, even with all of our dear friends)   Now that I think about it, Fate must have put us together,  based on the timing and all, cause we turned out to be  like peas and carrots ! Thanks Auntie Frances and Auntie Kate !Skyler at MP's May 2015

I am a very good traveler and guest, so we are on the go a lot. This  past Summer, I was described to be  “very chill”.  Well,  that’s my story.  Mama hopes we can hang together for many more years, and I do too.  That woman is flat crazy sometimes, and she needs me to calm her down.   I went from being a little dog with a bad ear infection with no home, to a little dog with a home,  tons of  wonderful friends, a Facebook page,  and a blog!  I think everything worked out just fine!

Till next time,

Skyler Braveheart






  1. indyandlucy · March 6, 2016

    We loved hearing the stories. That snake stuff is scary. We thought that was against the law.

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  2. Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

    When we went to Nashville this summer, we heard that Newport is one very strange place. And they still handle snakes. I read about some Preachers being bit and dying this year. We only stopped there for gas, and only cause I had to.

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  3. Leah · March 6, 2016

    Snakes?!? I hate snakes!! But I loved hearing your story, Sweet Skyler, and about Sweet Josh and Sweet Noah!! I’m glad you and your Mama have each other . . . and all of us friends!! 💙

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    • Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

      Hi Aunti Leah! Yep, snakes. Mama told me she thought they were pulling her leg, but it was true. And it sure does liven up Noah’s story. I am so glad we are friends! Love, Skylet


  4. theguster · March 6, 2016

    Bravo, Skyler, you are a wonderful story teller! We enjoyed this so much! You have such a way with words. You combine humor and reality with a healthy dose of fear and have us sitting on the edge of our seats for the stories outcome! We admire your Mama, too. You two were made for each other!

    McDuff & Mom

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  5. Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

    Thank you so much McDuff & Mom! You are very kind.

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  6. Cheryl Fugate · March 6, 2016

    We think everything turned out just fine also

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  7. Sweet William The Scot · March 6, 2016

    Ahh I loved hearing your story and getting to know you and Mama better. I am the number three scottie here also and it is just the two of us, me and Lee. We got to hang in there because we are needed George. No more buying tickets for a long time.
    Sweet William The Scot

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    • Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

      Sweet William, I am the Annonomous commenter on your blog. Mama just can’t seem to figure out how to get your posts, and we want to! Thanks for reading my story. I will now be reading your blog with a different perspective, knowing you and I have similar histories & r sponsibilities! Love, Skyler, (formerly George)


  8. Kismet · March 6, 2016

    Kyla had Addison’s and it was lousy. The meds are expensive and Kyla had to have a shot every 25 days. It is the opposite of Cushing’s and that’s no fun either.

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    • Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

      Kismet, Mama kept a daily diary so she could tell Pokey exactly was was going on. The shots and meds helped for a while, but in the end, the evil disease won. I know Parrots can live for a very long time, and don’t they bond for life with their Hoomans? Love, Skyler


  9. onespoiledcat · March 6, 2016

    Oh Skyler it sounds like you and your Mama were just “meant to be” !! Thanks for telling us about all the “before you” pups but I have a feeling you will be THE game-changer in your Mama’s life – just look at you now – you went from pitiful and lonely to fabulous all because of LOVE! Happy Sunday my little buddy.

    Hugs, Sammy

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    • Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

      Thanks Sammy! You are so right. My destiny was ….to be with Mama! “Talk” soon……..your pal Skyler


  10. ginaandjordanandmolly · March 6, 2016

    Thanks Skyler for that wonderful story right from the beginning. Nope, awww NOPE, we didn’t like that part about the snakes. We live with our mama and were given to her as gifts once all her old Scotties had their tickets to the Bridge, one by one over the years. Mama has had Scotties since she was four years old and is almost at three score years and ten so she has many memories. At one stage she showed dogs and bred Scotties and those privileged little bundles only went to very special approved homes. I am Gina and was given to mum because her owners thought she was too small to show (turned out not so) Then there is Jordan who came as a surprise gift to mama when he was 8 weeks old and then mama looked after his litter sister Molly who has just stayed with us.Jordan is stud dog and is used for those purposes occasionally. We all live happily in Pretoria South Africa. Hugs from mama to you and your mama and arrooooos from us three.

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    • Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

      Gina, thanks for writing! Josh & Noah were showdogs. Josh didn’t want to show. Noah was causing right along and had completed most of his championships. One day, another Scottie jumped Noah and bit him on the neck as they were going in the ring. After that, he growled at the Judge, so his career came to an end, and his breeder, who had given Mama Josh, told her that she thought Noah would do well with her. I am clearly a pet quality dog. Plus, my tail doesn’t curve up. But it wags! And I am small too. But as you know, given the right circumstances, those things don’t matter. You three have wonderful stories too! Thanks for following my blog. Now I know more about you three! Love, Skyler

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  11. easyweimaraner · March 6, 2016

    that was so wonderful to read how Josh, Noah and you came to your furmily. Your mom is a trooper, no snakes and no torpedo-woman wo ignored the red light, can stop her :o) I’m glad you found the best pawrents a little terrier can ask for :o)Arrooooo!

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  12. Skyler Braveheart · March 6, 2016

    Thanks Easy! You are correct, it’s hard to stop Mama! “See” you soon, Love Skyler


  13. Charlotte Anderson · March 6, 2016

    Ah, dear Skyler, what a Sweet Blessing you are to your momma! Granny says I am a lot like you.We know our Grand pa will pass pretty soon and when Granny feels sad or lonely I make her play ball and she feels much better. We doggies have big and important jobs to do, don’t we?

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  14. chris jensen · March 7, 2016

    Such a wonderful post, happiness to each sad ending…

    Ending in a happy ending!


    i see that you favoured a comment..

    Thank you..


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  15. corkscot · March 18, 2016

    Mom loved your story. She has had Scotties since 1968. We take care of her. She has been a widow since 1992 and there have been many Scotties since that time. She says that we give her a reason to get up every day.

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  16. Skyler Braveheart · March 18, 2016

    Thanks friends! Mama sez we are the Widows & Orphans Club….I don’t know how she comes up with this stuff….but it is just us two, and like you guys with your Mom, I keep her on the straight & narrow.


  17. corkscot · March 18, 2016

    I never get your blog delivered to my email account. I have to hunt for it. I know that you get our blog because you always comment. We will keep looking for it. I guess that i need 3 Scotties to keep me in tow.


  18. Skyler Braveheart · March 19, 2016

    Most of the WordPress blogs have a follow option at the bottom right ( or some such). We have tried, but can’t follow the Google + blogs. Mama is just not that smart digitally. She invested about an hour setting up a Google blog, pressed what turned out to be the wrong button, and it all disappeared. She said that one blog was enough for us. is how she finds ours ( we don’t blog every day) Thanks for hanging in !


  19. Hot Rod Cowgirl · March 26, 2016

    Wow Skyler I had tears in my eyes as I read your story and how you came to be with Mama…you were met to be with her and she with you:) Mama went through much and so did you…seeing the joy in you and in Mama today, helps soften the hard times that you both have faced. Praying blessings on you both…big huggies and doggie luvvies from me and Ellie Girl…I asked her if luvvies is correct for doggie talk and she said yes…duh mom!


    • Skyler Braveheart · March 26, 2016

      I like luvvies! Believe me, it’s better than “Mama’s sweetest little snookums / sugar plum / puppy dog /gag). My size obscures my HUGE doginality, and vocabulary. Oh course, Ellie Girl doesn’t have these issues I’m sure

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  20. Animalcouriers · March 29, 2016

    Thank goodness the two of you have each other – such poignant stories.


  21. Stuart's peep · March 29, 2016

    What a story! How wonderful for the two of you. Scotties make everything better don’t they?


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