Rebecca Mayhew and her husband Mike Hewitt are leading a dog's life, running Sunstruck Goldens and Grooming out of their Edgartown home. A recent litter in January included eight puppies, seven girls and one boy.
Dogs
2016
2015
March 10, 2015
Quick action this morning on the part of the Edgartown fire department saved the life of a dog caught in icy Katama Bay. The other hero in the rescue was Barley, an Australian shepherd, whose barking drew attention to Beijo's plight.
2014
June 12, 2014
The West Tisbury selectmen this week ordered the owner of a Husky to restrain her dog after an incident where the dog killed a chicken.
At a public hearing Wednesday, the selectmen learned that on May 4 the dog owned by Marina Sharkovitz killed a chicken owned by neighbor Angela Aronie on Otis Bassett Road. According to animal control officer Joan Jenkinson, this was the second time the year-and-a-half-old dog, Kota, had killed a chicken but it was the first time a formal complaint had been filed.
April 10, 2014
Owners of a Jack Russel terrier were ordered by Tisbury selectmen to keep their dog leashed and muzzled outside of his home because of a complaint.
April 10, 2014
Following two incidents where a Wheaten terrier attacked chickens at Cleveland Farm, West Tisbury selectmen ordered the owners of the dog to put up a permanent fence within 30 days.
2013
August 8, 2013
He shows me the way
A boy in a dog suit
On a scent
Innocent
His marble-sized eyes
Soft brown nougats
Warm Black Crow centers
Anchored in opposing tear drops
At rest
Lying sideways
Between the weight of the world
And a profound sense of loss
He has seen it all
And regrets most of it
Eyes rimmed as if with kohl
It’s a look, a look that cannot be denied
You want to give him everything
You will give him anything,
Anything that will make his tongue come out
And swipe his snout
Or make him sweep the floor with his tail
Call his name
Tell him he’s good
Ask him if he wants food
Ask him if he wants a ride
Tell him Mommy’s coming
Tell him anyone’s coming
For God’s sake just say hello
As Quixote upon seeing a windmill,
He tilts his head
He pumps an eyebrow
He’s ready to follow you
To the ends of the earth or the driveway,
Whichever comes first.
“Mommy, why is that doggie so sad?”
The little girl pumps her mother’s hand,
Her finger wags at Floyd
“He can’t help it,” I say in a sing-song way.
“His eyes are shaped like sadness.
His brows slope down,
Like a seesaw always down.
He always looks this way,
Even when he’s happy
And he’s always happy.
Isn’t that right, Floyd?”
Tilt
Pump
Lick
Wag
Giggle
The little girl runs over and hugs Floyd,
Squeezing his scruff with arms of grace in training.
He looks at me as if to say,
“Is this the ends of the earth or the driveway?”
