Welcome to Well Planned Pawrenthood

A Note From Me To You

I’ve spent my entire life surrounded by dogs. Growing up, there was never a time when a wagging tail or a muddy pawprint wasn’t part of the picture. Today, I share my home with two dogs I’ve raised from puppyhood, now nearly eight years old. Raising them through every stage—from sleepless nights of potty training to managing health concerns as they age—has given me the kind of firsthand knowledge that only comes from living it day in and day out.

Over the years, I’ve dealt with it all: destructive chewing phases, leash reactivity, crate training frustrations, picky eaters, and the inevitable vet bills that come when you least expect them. I’ve also seen the rewards—calmer walks after weeks of persistence, the trust that builds through consistent care, and the bond that makes every challenge worth it. These aren’t just “tips and tricks” I’ve read somewhere; they’re lessons learned through real-life experience, tested in the everyday messiness of being a pawrent.

Planned Pawrenthood was built to share that knowledge in a way that’s practical, reliable, and rooted in compassion. Here, you’ll find advice you can actually use—whether you’re choosing the right food for a sensitive stomach, budgeting for the true cost of pet ownership, or simply trying to get through puppyhood without losing your mind (or your favorite pair of shoes).

This isn’t about being a “perfect” pet parent—it’s about being a prepared one. Because the more you understand the needs of your pets, the stronger and more joyful your relationship becomes. My goal is to give you the kind of clear, actionable guidance I wish I had when I was starting out, so you can skip some of the guesswork and focus on what really matters: building a happy, healthy life with your pet.

If you’ve ever wished for a trusted friend who’s been through it all and can show you the ropes, you’ll feel right at home here.

🐾 Meet Titan

Titan came into my life at just 8 weeks old, a squirmy little pup from a Facebook adoption page and a backyard litter. From the start, he was equal parts adorable and trouble with fur on. His first housemate was a cat, whose greatest legacy (at least in Titan’s eyes) was the litter box “snack bar.” Yes, it’s as gross as it sounds. A baby gate eventually solved the problem—or so I thought. At four months old, Titan barreled straight into that gate, broke his leg, and ended up in a cast with morphine on board.

That early hospital stint left him with a quirky little tell: to this day, Titan perks up at the sound of a pill bottle shaking, convinced it means “treat time.”

Potty training had been a breeze, but at two years old Titan suddenly couldn’t hold his bladder for more than an hour. The diagnosis? Acute kidney failure. The prognosis? Grim. But Titan didn’t read the medical chart, and I refused to take it as the final word. Through diligent pawrenting, obsessive note-taking, and a mountain of independent research, I built him a care plan of supplements, whole food meals, and structured routines that gave his kidneys the break they needed. After a year, he pulled through. Today, he’s thriving on a kibble-and-whole-food mix, happy, healthy, and still hilariously stubborn.

Training Titan has been… let’s say “character building.” He’s been through three formal programs and still only sits when food is involved. Recall? Forget it. Titan is living proof that not all dogs are destined to be free-range adventurers, and that’s perfectly okay. Our ongoing training isn’t about producing a perfect dog—it’s about strengthening our bond. And in the ways that matter—being affectionate, well-mannered at home, and unshakably loyal—he’s everything a pawrent could hope for.

Personality-wise, Titan is a grumpy old man wrapped around a friendly heart. He’ll sigh dramatically like you’ve ruined his day, then curl up in your lap as if you’ve been his person forever. He’s the dog who taught me patience, resilience, and the truth that sometimes the “perfect pet” is the one who forces you to throw the rulebook out the window and love them exactly as they are.

Meet Jemma🐾

Jemma’s story begins behind a bush at a Whataburger on the Oklahoma–Texas border. She was just 12 weeks old, wearing a harness but with no ID tags, no microchip, and no missing posters to be found. After a vet check and a night together, I knew: she wasn’t just a stray I stumbled upon—she was mine.

Something about Jemma felt different from the start. On her first night home, she snoozed peacefully in her crate instead of panicking like most puppies. The next day, while feeding her, I clapped my hands behind her head. Nothing. Not even a twitch. That’s when it clicked: Jemma was completely deaf.

Instead of holding her back, her deafness became a new language for us. She learned to follow Titan’s lead in group settings, but when we trained one-on-one, she thrived. I taught her five signs in dog-friendly “sign language,” and suddenly, communication flowed. Where Titan pretends he doesn’t understand recall, Jemma responds with laser focus—her eyes locked in, her whole body tuned to the conversation.

Her quirks make her unforgettable:

• The unique “deaf noises” she makes when I get home (a cross between a yodel and a squeal).

• Her perfect fetch form—she could play for hours without tiring.

• The sass she throws at Titan, refusing to let him boss her around.

• Her world-class cuddling—if you give her the invitation, she melts into you like she’s been waiting all day.

Health-wise, Jemma has been a resilient pup, aside from recurring ear infections. With a mix of vet-prescribed solutions and safe home remedies, we manage them as a team.

Jemma is proof that “different” doesn’t mean “less.” She’s sharp, affectionate, stubborn when it suits her, and endlessly adaptable. She taught me that disabilities don’t define dogs—relationships do. In her own way, Jemma has become my reminder that communication is less about sound and more about connection.

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