Welcome to Life at Her Paw—where every wag writes a story and wet noses leave indelible marks on the soul.

This space began as a childhood truth: that a dog’s kiss could mend scraped knees, and their quiet companionship could transform four walls into a sanctuary. Over decades, my heart has been claimed by a parade of paws—a granite-jawed German Shepherd who patrolled our backyard like a furry sentinel, and countless others who etched their quirks into the fabric of my days.