After our big poodle Ringo died, we had one very sad, little poodle dog in Alaska. We decided It was time for her to make the trip to Arizona. We hoped that a busier house and the warm sun would help her spirits lift. She had come into our lives at eight weeks old, a rescue from Fairbanks, Alaska. My favorite name for her was Baby Dog, even in her adult years. She loved people and our dog Ringo, but wasn’t so sure about most other dogs.
I wanted to find a companion for Baby Dog to grow old with. I also wanted a dog that could be my trail pup. I choose the name Supreme, before we knew when or how a new dog would enter our life. I loved the name Supreme because it reminds me of our connection to all the good and lovely things in life. I imagined that every time I called Supreme, I would be connecting to the wonderful, spiritual richness life has to offer.
I found a male poodle puppy that would hopefully become Baby Dog’s best friend and my trail partner. On his second day with our family, my son and I walked and mostly carried him on my favorite trail. The next day I took him for a wellness check. I was told he needed to stay in our home and yard exclusively until he reached 16 weeks old. After his last Parvo vaccination Supreme would be free to leave our home. I was disappointed, but put off puppy class and trail walks until he was safe.