05/29/2026
I don't really have the words right now to describe how I feel, so instead I thought I'd share a core memory of Pearl.
This was one of the first times she truly seemed to enjoy my attention and chose to stay close for some cuddles while hanging out with her best friend.
I remember this day so clearly. I had brought Pearl and Willow (her emotional support corgi) down to the field at the facility. At that point, I was still on edge with Pearl's unpredictable reactions and her fear of being touched.
I sat down and decided to film what happened. My plan was simple: if she reacted poorly, I'd have some honest video evidence to send her moms with an update. 😅
Instead, this is what I got.
This moment.
A little Frenchie who had spent days living in an exercise pen in my living room because she wasn't ready to let me get close. A dog who didn't trust many people. A dog who taught me patience, respect, and the value of moving at her pace. A dog who validated my gut instincts as a dog trainer, and built up confidence in my abilities, I didnt even know I had lost.
And then, one day, she chose me.
This is what it's all about.
This is why I do what I do.
The breakthroughs aren't always flashy. Sometimes they're quiet moments like this—when a dog who has every reason not to trust decides that maybe you're safe after all.
Some dogs pass through your life.
Others leave paw prints so deep that they stay with you forever.
Pearl was one of those dogs.
My little spicy potato 🥔 🌶
Run free, sweet girl.
Love you both so much and .sophia.frenchie
