Baby steps and honestly I’m totes grateful for it… I just jumped off a beautiful call with the epic @Maren Bruun, from Paw in Hand - Dog Adventurers to see how she could support us in taking some small steps forward with Nami. And wowsers… it was so grounding. No overwhelm. No pressure. Just clear, gentle guidance from someone who genuinely gets it. She listened. She understood where we’re at. She didn’t make me feel like a bad dog mum or like I’d done heaps wrong. (Which, after last week, was honestly a breath of fresh air.) We talked about a few new approaches — maybe trying a collar again instead of the harness, just to make things a little easier for both of us. Nothing forced. Nothing scary. Just options. Then we played with some fun, interactive ways to help Nami engage without pressure — giving her a safe spot, a blanket, treats, and letting her choose to come closer. Introducing the collar or harness in a way that didn’t feel like a threat… But like safety Like familiarity. Like her choice. So I’m taking the tiny steps. One at a time. With patience. With softness. And with a hell of a lot more hope than I had last week. Last week was tough for Nami and I — so many things shifted at once, and everything went backwards fast. We received so much love and support, and every message, every thought, every suggestion meant the world to us… Honestly, the energy alone felt like an AMAZING shift forward. today I’ve got my Miss Positive head back on. And that alone feels like progress. Oh — this made me smile - because I totes got it… On the call, Maren showcased a potato masher 😝 (I will keep y’all hanging’) Give me creativity and humour in a session, and I’m yours forever. It actually made me laugh, which I needed. I’m really grateful for all the love and support. Truly. And I’ll keep sharing the updates in Marens group — because Nami’s story is unfolding one tiny, wobbly step at a time… and I know so many of you care.

Woke up at 5am this morning. I know wtf.. Moved my bedroom around last night — total rejig of the house — and ended up getting out the wrong side of the bed, literally, because the whole room’s moved, was totes confused Meanwhile, Naomi was in the kitchen cupboard barking at the toads, grrrr (Story for another day, but sneak live in action vid below.) Anyways — as I was walking at sunrise, pondering life and caffeine, I was thinking about how I can be a grumpety grump about socials sometimes And, honestly, so can everyone else. We all have those grumpety moments. And that’s fine. We’re human. But I think often we forget that platforms don’t cause our moods — they just can magnify them. Yesterday, I asked on Skool and FB (Aka Susan +FrANK): What do you not like about social media? And the responses came flying in (in Skool, not FB BTW) Comments were everything from pointless posts, fake scarcity, fake brags, sleazy DMs, too many ads, and of course... the algorithm duh…(and i get it have my moments too, Im like fck you Frank) But here’s the thing. Facebook, Instagram, YouTube — they’re free platforms, right? They’ve got to monetise somehow. Ads keep the lights on. And algorithms? (AKA Albert) They exist for a reason, too. Imagine if there wasn’t one — it’d be an absolute free-for-f*cking-all and everything would drown in more noise. I’ve been studying this stuff for years, and I can tell you, algorithms aren’t out to get us. They just mirror behaviour. The more we create content people genuinely engage with, the more we tell the system, “this matters.” It’s not luck. It’s language, psychology, and timing. Nowadays, I get paid for my Facebook posts and stories, not life-changing, but grateful, and it shows it works. Now… I’m only two days into this Owned Socials experiment — where I’m reposting my Facebook content into my Skool feed —but already, the posts on Skool are getting more traction and better conversations than the same ones on Facebook.