“But Something is There”, The End

For the last couple years we have spent time on this project. We went though money and favors producing it.  The project’s intentions were several: To give an honest account of Steve’s experience, to make a quality production and to train new people in the business. It was a labor of love.

We will never be able to make the remaining episodes because of the nature of it’s content. Truth does not sell.

The 20 plus people that were part of the production have moved on with other projects. We are now officially finished with promoting it. Steve and I are artists. We need to create not promote.

But Something is There taught us that there are powers out there that do not want the truth to be seen. You cannot make money from it. It is more profitable to “scare” people with “alt-truth” (lies) than to use the scientific approach to the paranormal.  This was an expensive lesson but nonetheless a good lesson. Enjoy the fantasies, the conspiracies, the folklore. I am finished with it. Life moves on.



Xena, Princess Warrior – Part 5, Adulthood

Xena was two when I went through my cancer event, which, because of her, was less eventful as it might have been without her. For the following two years she hunted rodents, went on hikes and we had a wonderful time.

When Xena was four, Tony retired from Intuit and we moved to a garden condo in Port Hueneme. I had recovered from radiation and my strength was back. We went on some wonderful hikes. Now it was time for her to help Tony in his transition. In 2012 Tony passed from pancreatic cancer and Xena was glued to his side the whole time. Dogs are amazing. She grieved as dogs feel loss as we do. She supported me in my grief and we continued.

A year later, when Xena was eight, we met Steve and his dog Rosie. Oh boy. Rosie was only two and a handful. She is a shepherd-pitty mix and very strong. When Rosie and Xena met, I thought for sure, Xena was not going to survive this. We were patient with the dogs and eventually we became a pack.

The four of us went hiking, camping, the dogs went to the studio everyday and the final five years of Xena’s life were filled with love.

In August of this year Xena’s body had stopped serving her well. Life was very hard for her as much as she wanted to be with us. She had many medical problems. Her life had become very painful and we hated to see her suffer so.

I kept putting it off. I called my good friend Hope who is also a dog trainer. She helped me decide for Xena. I was being selfish out of love, but I knew what the loving thing to do was. Xena had ceased having any “good” days.

I made the hardest phone call I have ever had to make to Lap of Love.

Lap of Love was very caring.

Xena passed peacefully at home with her pack.

Jessica, from Lap of Love, was very supportive to Rosie, Steve and me. Xena was with me for 13 years. Our pack is only three now. Xena will always be in our hearts.



Xena, Part 4 -My Hero

Dogs are remarkable companions. Xena saved my life.

In 2007 I was diagnosed and operated on for Stage 1 Breast Cancer. I can truly thank my dog Xena for the detection. She kept pushing her nose, whenever she was near, me under my left arm. I found this very odd. Later while I was showering, I investigated and felt a small lump.I followed up this discovery with a trip to the doctor. Here it is 2018 and I remain cancer-free. Xena will always be my hero.

Here is article by CNN: https://www.cnn.com/2015/11/20/health/cancer-smelling-dogs/index.html 

and here is another by Science Dailyhttps://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2006/01/060106002944.htm

Xena, Part 3 – Adolescence

When Xena was transitioning from being a puppy to an adult dog her legs grew before her body filled out. Here we had this little puppy with super long legs.

In adolescence she developed her hunting skills. Up in Box Canyon we had lots of property for a young dog to run around.  It was scary too. There were rattlesnakes.

After just a couple months of being in her new home we had a rattlesnake scare.  It was the 4thof July and we were over where the deck met the hill. I threw a toy to Xena and heard a rattle. I froze; then I screamed. The snake was right in front of me between us. My neighbor from below us ran to our rescue and removed the snake.  Very scary.  The next week we went to the vet and started Xena’s rattlesnake vaccinations.

We also had coyotes, of which I was also afraid.  Xena’s being crate-trained helped with that problem. Every night, when Xena slept in her crate, I made sure it was secured so she wouldn’t go out the doggy door at night. Xena loved her crate and would often escape to it when she wanted to rest during the day. I put a cover over it to make it more den-like.  When there was too much company or if we had someone over who was afraid of dogs, it came in very handy – especially because she liked it.

Xena loved chasing mice. She was very stubborn if she caught one. It was nearly impossible to get her to release one, I would see a tail hanging out of  her mouth and try to distract her with a hotdog or something else really yummy.

Hummingbirds, oh my goodness, they were another game for Xena. She was so fast she could catch them right out of the air. Unfortunately for the birds, her favorite thing to do was rip their wings off. We had a few hummingbird funerals.  Xena, Princess Warrior turned out to be a fitting name for her.

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Xena, Part 2, Puppyhood

When we got home after the 2-hour drive from Irvine, Tony was in the tv room at the top of the entry stairs. I placed Xena in his lap and it was love at first snuggle.She was so tiny.  They told me goldendoodles get to about 40 pounds, (not true.)

I took lots of pictures of her when she was small since dogs’ lives are accelerated.  She did all the normal doggy things. Her crate went under the stairs in the living room with a blanket over it to make it cozy. She was potty trained quickly with only a couple of accidents (my fault not paying attention).  Xena loved to chew so there were plenty of doggy toys and treats to save my furniture.  She never went through a digging thing that I can remember. Training was a breeze. Her favorite trick, as a puppy , was the treat on the end of the nose where she would flip it up and catch it.

Xena loved everybody. We often joked that I should have called her, “Everybodys” after the character in Westside Story. At the dog park I was always afraid that she would just go home with someone else, so I paid close attention.  Xena was a joyful puppy.


Xena, Princess Warrior and Goldendoodle – Part 1

A little over 13 years ago I was looking at dogs. My husband and I had moved to a house in Box Canyon and I need a big dog. I thought I wanted a Lab. The search began. I hadn’t become a dog trainer yet and took one of those tests on Animal Planet that tells you what kind of dog to get.

Okay, so we have a new-to-us home in Box Canyon and I can’t find a dog. I had to finish escrow on the house in Westminster on a Friday so I stayed with some friends in Huntington Beach. I finished my business Friday afternoon and we went to dinner at the Westminster Mall. At that time they had a pet store and after dinner we decided to visit. We wandered in and the salesperson asked if I wanted to see any puppies. I asked her if she had any labs. She brought us into a tiny visiting room and brought in a couple of labs. We didn’t bond at all and I thought to myself maybe a lab wasn’t such a good match. Getting up to leave the woman asked if I had ever considered a doodle. I had never heard of such a dog before. She then led me to a window with two little balls of fluff, a white male Goldendoodle and a black female. Well, I had made up my mind on getting a female and so she brought me back to the visiting area and brought Xena in. It was love at first sight. Xena was all over me with affection. She was personality plus.

I called Tony immediately and he told me to come back in the morning to get her. The next morning, on my way back to Box Canyon I stopped at the pet store. What they hadn’t told me the night before was that Xena had an upper respiratory infection and needed antibiotics. Their vet was all the way in Irvine, about a half an hour south of Westminster. I picked out a crate and other items I would need for her and visited the vet. On the way home I put Xena in the passenger seat next to me. She was such a little thing. We drove the 2 hours back to Box Canyon. As we pulled off the freeway onto Topanga she put her little paw on my leg. It was the beginning of a wonderful adventure.