What has a fascinating allure, eyes filled with wonder and a svelte figure, moves like a panther, purrs like a Harley and grows more beautiful and affectionate with age and just happens to lives in the county?
Hey, apologies for us RAWL dogs not getting our advertisements written for the last two weeks. It’s not like there weren’t any candidates — me, for instance. I’m Rogen, a rather grand 3-year-old Old English bulldog mix.
My name is Pudgy and I’m a 10-month-old bulldog mix, several breeds all squished into a compact little love bug . . . me! I love other dogs and cats, too, and, of course, humans.
On the deck at his Flint Hill home, Bobby the dog takes a moment to appreciate the setting sun bursting out between summer storm clouds and the Blue Ridge.
“Hannah Baby is a honey of a girl . . . .” I love the Rolling Stones and this is from an old song of theirs called “Memory Hotel.” I won’t go into that. Anyway, the RAWL staff describe me…
Judson Walls is a guy who as an Air Force navigator mapped out the skies guiding B-52s. When he retired in 2000, he then trekked to Tysons Corner where he worked for some 10 years as a business and government…
I was named for Sophia Loren; the folks at RAWL wanted me to feel beautiful. I was abandoned, lost almost half my normal weight of about 80 pounds, and had some nasty eye problems.
The people here at RAWL call me a “low rider.” Okay, my legs are shorter than the average bear’s (okay, hound’s) because I’ve got a lot of basset hound blood, but also some beagle relatives somewhere. Name’s Kasey and I’m…
Gov. Terry McAuliffe, right, visiting the recently expanded Carfax headquarters in Centreville last week, gets down with Rappahannock resident (and Carfax CEO) Dick Raines — and Bailey, the Theatre dog.
Fun is my middle name. I’m a 5-month-old foxhound girl. I love everything and everyone I come into contact with — people, other dogs, cats, toys, even the occasional butterfly.
House calls allow your pets to have a good physical exam and diagnosis in the comfort and quiet of their own home.
My name is Lindsay and the RAWL people think I might be mostly Brittany Spaniel or maybe King Charles (or Queen Charlotte, in my case). But I’m really not high-falutin’ enough to be of royal lineage.
This past week, I took a tour of Lisa Reid’s Ragged Mountain Dogs facility in Sperryville, a “rescue, rehome, retire, rehab” Valhalla for dogs.
I came to RAWL in pretty lousy shape. My hair was scruffy and I was hungry. My name is Temple and boy, am I lucky I wound up here.
Why do dogs have a such a great sense of smell? Find out in this week's Wild Ideas column.
Good morning! My name’s Jordan and I’m 45 pounds of handsome, if I do say so myself. I’m a Heinz 57 type of dog breed, made up of all sorts of dogs.