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Hot off the presses and available to order!

The 12 Tails / Sean Casey Animal Rescue Fundraising Calendar was conceived and helmed by the brilliant Rachel Moreno and designed by the incredibly talented Adam Dalton of ADZN Studio.

I had the honor of photographing all twelve of the calendar dogs who won the opportunity to be featured in the calendar when they raised the most funds during the 12 Tails campaign this fall. Every shoot was a revelation as each family arrived not only with a gorgeous dog in tow (or enthusiastically leading the way) but also with a poignant story about his or her rescue.

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There’s the dog that was found sickly and tied to a roof; a jindo mutt who had been crated so long she knew only how to crawl; the giant mastiff  who was at less than half his proper weight when the shelter took him in; the hound who developed a kind of canine breast cancer an recovered only to have her first adopter die of breast cancer later; and a sweet pup who had been hit by a car while living on the streets and lost a front leg.  These are all dogs who were desperately in need of patient, understanding humans who could look past their foibles, injuries and fears and help them through the roughest parts of adapting to new homes…and they found them in these generous, big hearted families.

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When I step back and look at the calendar and take it all in, I realize it’s an expression of love : created and populated by a collection of people who believe not only in the power of caring for and rescuing homeless animals but who also revel in the joy and beautiful bonds created amongst other animal loving humans in the process.  How fortunate I feel to be included in this group. (And a special shout out to Samantha Gurrie, Editorial Director of the stunning new magazine Four & Sons , devoted to dogs and culture, who connected Rachel and Me.)

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The calendar is on sale now for $25 until December 22 and $30 thereafter.

Click HERE to order. 

All proceeds will go to Sean Casey Animal Rescue’s (SCAR) efforts.

To learn more about the organization and how to adopt your own furry family member or to volunteer click HERE.


Sean Casey Animal Rescue is a 501(c)(3) non-profit, no-kill animal shelter. 

The Mission
The purpose of this endeavor is to aid unfortunate animals in the interest of a higher quality of life. We take in rescued, confiscated, neglected, injured, ill, unmanageable, or otherwise unwanted animals from private owners, zoos, shelters, and other public organizations. These animals are cared for, and/or rehabilitated to the best of our ability and means until which time they can be found healthy, happy homes – whether it be through adoption to qualified candidates or legally released into habitats suitable to the specific species in conjunction with licensed wildlife rehabilitators.

Check out the rest of our beautiful calendar dogs and their humans below!


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There’s a sweet, elderly gentleman who lives just around the corner from our apartment in the City. If we’re lucky, we’ll bump into him once a week or so.  His hair is white and a little unkempt. He walks slowly and deliberately, a cane providing assistance. Everyone’s in a hurry around here and I can feel my anxiety rise when I see strangers carelessly brushing past him. “BE CAREFUL PEOPLE!” I want to shout.  “How will YOU want to be treated when you’re a senior citizen?!”

Instead, we quicken our pace and Theo takes over, furry diplomacy at the ready. He sidles up and offers a hello with a wag of the tail, soft eyes, and a little gentle leaning.  And though the man seems a bit unsteady on his feet, as soon as he sees Theodore, his eyes begin to sparkle and a warm, broad smile follows.  He’s tickled to see his canine buddy and the feeling is mutual.  We chat for a bit while making our way towards his door, and then wish our neighbor well before moving on.

I do love this city and these unexpected moments of connection…

Like our neighbor, Theodore is a senior too.  Late last month, we marked his 10th Birthday and celebrated with a romp outdoors on a frigid Vermont afternoon. It was so cold, the fields of snow seemed more like endless tundra and as I wrapped a scarf around to cover my face, the phrase, “Not Fit for Man nor Beast” came to mind.

Theo’s cousin Kaya visited that day.  A sweet surprise, since it had been ages since the two had seen each other.  So, I stood back and watched while they tore around together, all the while, the sun playing a game of hide and seek.

Then, Theo stood quiet and still, his nose tilted into an icy breeze and a vision of him as a young, 8 month old pup came to mind.

I remember how awkward and rangy he was when we first met at the shelter.  But when I look at him now, there’s something regal about him.

Regal and gentle and wise.

Though we still run together–his little sister Lila on the left, Theo on the right–all of us keeping a respectable pace, this ten year old boy reminds me now and then that he needs a tender touch.  Be Patient, he tells me.  Let’s take our time.  So, on slippery surfaces, we move like molasses.  Theo has always needed traction to feel confident, now more than ever.

So, I reassure him that I won’t rush and and let him fall, and he returns the favor by making a go of it.  (Booties with sticky, rubbery soles are becoming standard equipment around here.)

When I stir in the morning, still warm in bed and tucked under the covers, Theo rises to greet me.  He’s not effusive or wiggly or boisterous. He simply rests his head on the bed and makes his soft ears available for stroking. I bury my face in his white, furry chest and wrap my arms around his neck and thank this sweet boy for starting my day off with so much love and calm.

Every day, I think I couldn’t possibly love him more than I already do.  But then every day, I prove myself wrong.