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Wet noses, waggin’ tails, and pond adventures al Wet noses, waggin’ tails, and pond adventures all day long! #austin #country #dog #dogsofinstagram #adventure #swimming #dogdaycare
When life gives you storms… we make a swimming h When life gives you storms… we make a swimming hole! #austin #country #dog #dogsofinstagram #adventure #dog #dogsoftiktok #swimming
We asked for rain… got a whole dog waterpark ins We asked for rain… got a whole dog waterpark instead 💦🐕🙌 #austin #country #dog #dogsofinstagram #adventure #dogdaycare #swimming #rain
Just a bunch of happy hounds livin’ their best c Just a bunch of happy hounds livin’ their best country life. Come adventure with us! #austin #country #dog #dogsofinstagram #adventure #dogdaycare #dogbus
🐾Part 7: How It’s Going🐾 Everyone has som 🐾Part 7: How It’s Going🐾 Everyone has something they’re passionate about. Mine is—and always will be—animals. There’s no way I could live this lifestyle if it weren’t for my amazing husband. After all, it’s our dogs that brought us together. Yes, we have six dogs now. We might be the true definition of the term D.I.N.K.W.A.D.S… and I wouldn’t have it any other way. When we moved out to the country, I was excited but terrified. I’m a city girl at heart—would it be safe? We didn’t know anyone. You don’t just bump into your neighbors when everyone’s house is 10+ acres apart and barely visible from the road. I didn’t know if I could cut it out here. But Salty changed all that. One night, I was running down the street in the pitch dark chasing him, looking like a complete lunatic with only my phone flashlight. That’s the night I met most of my neighbors. Every single one of them stepped in to help. I’ll never forget one woman who stood at the edge of her property just to make sure I got home safe. She didn’t know me—but we connected over this dog. That was the moment I stopped feeling alone out here. Now I’ve got a whole handful of wonderful women I’ve met through this journey. My phone’s full of new contacts—neighbors who look out for each other even though our driveways have no addresses and our homes are hidden behind trees. We connect on our local Facebook page like old friends. “Hey, I’ve got extra of this—anyone want to swing by?” The sense of community here is real, and it’s something I never expected. And even though there are so many dumped and stray dogs out here, there are just as many people who care—people like Chris and I, who now have five or six dogs because they just keep showing up. Out of my five other rescues, each has a story… but I felt compelled to tell Salty’s. Thank you for listening. For following. For caring. REST IN COMMENTS⬇️
Was expecting an Enya moment with the dogs gracefu Was expecting an Enya moment with the dogs gracefully running over the hill toward me… instead, they looked mildly terrified—until they realized it was just me 😅 #austin #country #dog #dogsoftiktok #adventure #swimming
🐾Part 6: The Bath That Sealed the Deal🐾 I d 🐾Part 6: The Bath That Sealed the Deal🐾 I don’t know how else to describe this bath other than wrangling a bull. Salty was terrified, stiff, and unsure of everything I was doing—but he allowed it. And that meant everything. I kept him in the low tub so he couldn’t jump or panic, but bending over it absolutely destroyed my back. I had so much back pain afterward… but we got through it. As exhausting as it was, this moment actually made me emotional. I’ve had my fear-free certification for years, but this was the first time I felt like I was using every ounce of it. Every step mattered—calm energy, no restraint, letting him sniff things, moving slowly, reading his body language. I was doing everything I could to make him feel safe. The bath felt like it would never end… but he let me wash him. Dry him. Clean his ears. Brush his teeth. Trim his nails. And through all of that, he never once tried to bite. He trusted me. At that point, I knew. This dog, who had once run from me, who wouldn’t let anyone near him, who had been failed so many times before—was now letting me care for him. This was it. We had turned the corner. #SaltysStory #austin #rescue #anatolianshepherd #country #dog #dogsoftiktok
🐾Part 5: The Big Step🐾 After everything—ea 🐾Part 5: The Big Step🐾 After everything—earning Salty’s trust, the long days of patience, the sleepless nights—there was still one big hurdle: containment. Even after I was able to pet him for the first time (a moment I’ll never forget), he still roamed free. We hadn’t officially “caught” him yet. But I knew we were running out of time.
Salty was still intact, and with females in heat nearby, his natural instincts weren’t going to stop. Wandering meant danger—fights, getting lost, getting hit. I had to get to a point where I could safely handle him, secure him, and get him to a vet. He needed vaccinations. He needed to be neutered. Thanks to some of the most amazing people I got in contact with, I was pointed to a vet that would see him—an hour and a half away. Once the appointment was made, it felt real. It was the first time I truly said to myself, “Okay. We’re doing this.” But the anxiety leading up to that day was intense.
What if I couldn’t get him in the bus?
What if he freaked out on the 90-minute ride?
What if all the trust I built just fell apart in that one moment? A few days before the appointment, we were able to guide him into one of our fenced-in runs. That moment was a huge victory—it gave me just enough of a plan to start breathing again. The morning of the appointment, I gave myself a full hour to wrangle this beast onto the bus. I’m beyond grateful I had the bus option—because there was no way I was going to lift this 100+ pound, uncontained dog into my Suburban… especially not knowing if he’d freak out or bite. The bus allowed him to walk in on his own, without being forced. That detail made all the difference. It was messy. It was nerve-wracking. But it was the moment everything started to shift.
We weren’t just surviving anymore—we were moving forward.
It was 4am and I was exhausted, but I was also proud. This was the beginning of Salty’s second chance. We were moving forward. #SaltysStory #austin #rescue #anatolianshepherd #country #dog #dogsofinstagram
Even our leashed trailblazers get to roam wild and Even our leashed trailblazers get to roam wild and free out here! With 35 feet of climbing rope, they splash in the pond like they’re off the grid—don’t even realize they’re still hitched to us! #austin #dog #dogsofinstagram #country #adventure #dogcamp
Part 4: 🐾The Turning Point🐾 A few days after Part 4: 🐾The Turning Point🐾 A few days after I safely got Salty back, it happened again—he disappeared. This time, I was coming home and didn’t see him anywhere. My heart dropped. I jumped online and commented on the neighborhood Facebook thread. A woman replied and said she was pretty sure he’d tried to get to one of her female dogs who wasn’t spayed, and her four male dogs attacked him. My panic set in fast. I drove all over looking for him—no luck. I jumped on the mini bike and hit the trails, hoping I’d catch a glimpse of him on the property. Still nothing. That night, I barely slept. I kept imagining him hurt, bleeding, hiding somewhere alone and scared. Chris, always the optimist, kept telling me, “He’ll come back. He’s a big boy. He can handle himself.”
But I wasn’t so sure this time. Something felt different. It had already been two days. No one had seen him. I texted my friend and told her how scared I was that this time, he was really gone. She said, “I know he’ll turn up. I’m coming over this weekend. Buy all the good meats. We’re going to get him to eat from our hands.” She was right—if he would do that, it would be the true test. That would be the turning point. I knew I had to act fast. If I didn’t contain him, he’d become another statistic. I had to earn his trust as quickly as possible and get him to safety.
With Salty being intact, his natural instincts were going to continue—he’d keep wandering, especially with female dogs in heat nearby. I knew I had to get to a point where I could safely handle him, secure him, and get him to a vet for vaccinations and to be neutered. 🚨REST IN COMMENTS🚨
Yesterday’s campers! 15 pups, 3 hiking groups: W Yesterday’s campers! 15 pups, 3 hiking groups: We kicked things off with our Trailblazers (leashed dogs) enjoying a laid-back sniffari. Next up, our mostly off-leash crew hit the trails for some fun and freedom. We wrapped up the day with our all-off-leash adventurers, zooming through the woods like pros! #austin #adventure #dog #dogsofinstagram #country #dogcamp
🐾Part 3: The Day He Ran (and Followed)🐾 Da 🐾Part 3: The Day He Ran (and Followed)🐾 Days into working with Salty, the inevitable happened. I think I was kidding myself, hoping this dog would just stay. That he’d magically know this place was safe. One morning, I was doing my usual drive down the driveway with his food ready—planning to drop it off, then head into Austin. But when I got to the gate, Salty wasn’t there. My heart sank. Full panic. I immediately called Chris— “Have you seen Salty? Was he there when you left?” At the time, we had construction crews at the house—building the dog fence, finishing the dog house—and their trucks were big, loud, and intimidating. I was terrified he’d been scared off. Or worse—hurt. About a quarter mile down the road, I spotted him. I didn’t have a plan. This was a dog who still wouldn’t let me within 10 feet—what was I supposed to do? I couldn’t get behind on my route, but I also couldn’t leave him. So I drove in front of him, turned around, and started shaking his food bowl, yelling his name—“Salty!” To my surprise, he followed me. I jumped back in the bus and slowly pulled ahead, calling out for him the whole time. Then I picked up a little speed… and he ran. He ran after the bus all the way back home. When we got to the gate—his gate—he stopped. That was his safe spot. His line. That moment changed everything for me. He still didn’t fully trust me, but it was clear—he wanted to. He just needed direction. And somehow, in his own way, he was saying: “I’ll follow you… just don’t give up on me.” #SaltysStory #austin #dog #dogsofinstagram #country #rescue #anatolianshepherd
🐾Part 2: Building Trust🐾 For the first few 🐾Part 2: Building Trust🐾 For the first few days, Salty never left the gate. He wouldn’t come too close, but he wouldn’t leave either. Every morning when I drove down our 1/4-mile driveway, there he was—curled up by the fence like he was guarding the property, like he had already decided this was his place. And every day, I’d bring food and water. No sudden moves. No pressure. Just patience. Eventually, he started coming down the drive. Slowly, day by day, I placed his food bowl closer and closer to the house. It was small progress—but it felt huge. At the same time, my husband Chris and I were playing this quiet little game—he knew exactly what I was doing. We danced to this tango before. I was teeter-tottering, walking on eggshells, insisting I wasn’t “taking this dog in.” I kept telling him I was just earning Salty’s trust so I could catch him and get him to a rescue. That was definitely the plan. Chris just smiled. He already knew how this would go. One day, I was in the fenced in run with client dogs when I saw three unfamiliar men walking toward the house. At this point, I hadn’t met any neighbors. Most of the houses are tucked off the road, each on 10–30 acres, and I’ll be honest—I’m not exactly a country girl. Living out here was intimidating at first, and in that moment, I went on high alert. As they got closer, I saw they were carrying drinks—and guns. My heart dropped. Chris was at work, and I was completely alone. I turned to run inside when suddenly, Salty came tearing out from under my Suburban and went full Cujo on them. This dog, who still barely let me get near him, had zero hesitation when he saw me panic. 🚨REST IN COMMENTS #SaltysStory #AdoptDontShop #austin #dog #dogsofinstagram #rescue #anatoliansheperd #country
This is what nature-based dog camp dreams are made This is what nature-based dog camp dreams are made of. #austin #dog #dogsofinstagram #dogdaycare #adventure #nature
Part 1: When He Showed Up It started with a Face Part 1: When He Showed Up It started with a Facebook post. Someone had spotted a large stray wandering the area—thin, alone, no one claiming him. A few people commented and shared the post, but nothing came of it. No one found him. No one stepped in. People are so desensitized to this kind of thing because, out here, it’s a daily issue. Most don’t have time to stop everything for a stray dog when they’re just trying to get through their day. And even if you do stop—then what? The shelters are full. The rescues are full. Fosters are few and far between. So if you manage to catch a stray, you’re stuck with it. I don’t blame anyone. But I was still new to this life. I hadn’t hardened to it yet. I still wanted to help. A few days later, he was at my gate. Just lying there. Quiet. Watching. He was huge, clearly unneutered, and intimidating at first glance. I didn’t know him or what he was capable of—but I couldn’t ignore him. When dogs get dumped, they often stay near the area where they were left, waiting—hoping their person might come back. They’re scared and confused. And after everything I’ve seen since moving out here, I couldn’t let this dog become another statistic. If I didn’t do something, I knew what was likely to happen: he’d get hit by a car, starve to death, or be attacked by another animal—whether that be a pack of dogs, coyotes, or hogs. So I brought him food and water and set it near the fence. I didn’t try to touch him. I just showed him that someone saw him. He didn’t bark. He didn’t growl. He didn’t run. He just stayed. And in that moment, I knew this wasn’t random. He had found me. #SaltysStory #AdoptDontShop #rescue #anatoliansheperd #country #austin #dogsofinstagram
Weathering out the weather…the good, the bad, th Weathering out the weather…the good, the bad, the ugly #dog #dogsofinstagram #weather #rain #dogdaycare
🐾 Salty’s Story: A Mini-Series for the Dogs W 🐾 Salty’s Story: A Mini-Series for the Dogs Who Don’t Have a Voice🐾 🚨Story in comments since IG caps characters #SaltysStory #AdoptDontShop #dog #dogsoftiktok #rescue #anatoliansheperd #country
Let the races begin! #austin #bastrop #adventure Let the races begin! #austin #bastrop #adventure #dog #dogsofinstagram #dogdaycare
We’re back, and we’ve missed you IG! #austin We’re back, and we’ve missed you IG! #austin #bastrop #dog #dogsofinstagram #adventure
This is what a snow day looks like in Texas!❄️ This is what a snow day looks like in Texas!❄️ Do your dogs enjoy the snow as much as ours? #POV #austin #snowday #dog #adventure #dogsoftiktok
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