Bark N Barrel LLC

12/20/2025

12/18/2025

“The universe doesn’t have a budget, so ask for everything.”

And wow… this one hits different as 2025 starts wrapping up.

Most of us don’t realize how powerful our thoughts actually are, or how magnetic we become when we decide what we want and stop apologizing for wanting it.

Instead, we get stuck replaying the hard stuff. We complain. We dwell. We spiral. (Hi, human behavior 🙋🏻‍♀️.)

But what if we focused on the good… even the boring, easy-to-overlook good?

Our health. Our people. Hot water. Food on the table. A job we get to wake up and go to. Those things matter more than we give them credit for. Gratitude isn’t flashy, but it’s potent.

We all want things that feel out of reach.

Big dreams. Scary dreams. “Who do I think I am?” dreams.

And here’s the truth: the universe works in wild ways. You don’t need crystals, moon water, or hocus pocus to make things happen (no shade, love that for you, just not my lane).

I believe in science. I believe in momentum. I believe that when you think it, feel it, and fully embody the version of you who already has it… things start lining up.

This business started as a “hobby.”
Now it’s something past-me couldn’t even picture.

So ask for everything.

The universe isn’t checking your credit score

12/16/2025

Well since you all loved Joey so much on my last post, I guess it’s only fair I formally introduce these two absolute di*********es:

Meat Dill Pickle & Doug. My low riders. My menaces to society. The tiny CEOs running this place with zero qualifications and unlimited confidence.

If you haven’t noticed… my logo is a pit and two corgis. That’s not an accident. Joey, Dill Pickle, and Doug are the second generation of corgis + pits in my life. The OGs in the logo Jackson, Daisy, and Diesel, are the ones who started this whole “wow let’s turn our lives upside down and run a business” situation. Truly unhinged behavior on their part.

Did I intentionally plan a second generation?

Absolutely not. Joey was a complete accident. I wasn’t looking for a dog. I wasn’t shopping. I wasn’t “just browsing.” But the universe said surprise and my soul said yep, that one. End of discussion.

Apparently the universe ALSO said, “Ma’am, we are keeping the logo consistent.”

Now… the corgis. It was LITERALLY in my wedding vows that I would always have two corgis. Non-negotiable. Why? Because I fell in love with the breed as a kid when my horse trainer had one, and it’s been a lifelong obsession ever since. Dill & Doug absolutely live up to the hype.

Doug is the runner. The energizer bunny. Always chasing someone, always moving, slightly standoffish with new dogs like, “I don’t know you but I’m watching you.” Dill, on the other hand, is the social director. She greets new dogs (right after Joey), shows them around, makes them feel welcome, and often recruits them into play. She’s basically the sweet concierge making sure your stay is 5 stars. Doug is the chaotic friend who’s ready to party once you’re settled.

Together they’re Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb, inseparable besties who somehow always find each other in the chaos. They love Joey, include him when he wants to play, and keep daycare and boarding dogs fully entertained.

Zero chill. Endless personality. Wouldn’t have it any other way. 🖤🐾

12/14/2025

In 2019 I went to a paint night thinking I’d leave with a half-decent canvas and… instead

I left with my heart permanently altered. Because there, on the floor, was what looked like a giant white marshmallow, fast asleep. And something in my soul said, yeah… that one.

That marshmallow was Joey.

Joey’s story starts rough but ends real damn good. He was the product of backyard breeding. Ears docked. Prepped for sale. Until they realized he was deaf. And because of that, the breeder decided he had “no use” and wanted to euthanize him. Cool. Love that for humanity.

Thankfully, Pit Crew Sacramento Rescue stepped in before that could happen. But not before the breeders left the puppies alone with adult dogs, causing a fight—with Joey stuck right in the middle. He was rushed to the vet (by the rescue not the breeder) and started a long road of recovery. The vet warned that deaf dogs are often aggressive and that he’d need structure, consistency, and ongoing training in the right home.

Unbeknownst to my fiancé… I applied to adopt him. And my application was approved the literal day of our wedding. Yes, I waited until AFTER he signed the marriage license to tell him. No regrets. Zero. 😂

Bringing a deaf dog into my program was a risk on paper—but my gut said he was mine. And thrive? Oh, he THRIVED.

Joey is now my go-to dog for new dog introductions. He’s an incredible pit bull ambassador. A fan favorite everywhere we go with a growing fan club. Calm, balanced, playful, and not one ounce of aggression. He loves kids, small dogs, cats, and absolutely would not hurt a fly.

His days are spent couch lounging, yard zoomies, and outings. He prefers the A/C in summer (same, bud), but if it’s under 75°, he’s outside living his best life.

Joey has exceeded every expectation—and I will forever be grateful that the universe plopped a giant deaf marshmallow in my path that night. 🖤

12/11/2025

I’ll be the first to say it…

comparison will chew you up, spit you out, and leave your confidence on the sidewalk like an abandoned p**p bag… if you let it.

And in the dog world? Whew. Some of the competition is straight-up childish. Like, why are we acting like this is the Hunger Games of pet care? CALM DOWN!😂

When I started, I felt alone and unwanted. Some dog pros were bullies — the “I-hope-you-fail-so-I-feel-better” type. It stung because I genuinely wanted community. I thought we’d hype each other up, learn together, support each other. Instead it felt like walking into a room where everyone already decided you weren’t invited and they ate all the snacks.

Those loud bad apples weren’t the whole orchard. Once I found real support, everything shifted.

I stopped comparing myself to every dog walker within 100 miles. I was new. Learning. I needed to cut myself a damn break.

So I unfollowed what triggered me. Muted what made me shrink. Blocked what gave me the full-body ick. I detoxed my feed and filled it with motivation, education, and unhealthy amounts of cute dog content LOL.

When I stopped comparing myself, I finally started hearing myself. I stayed in my lane, got to work, and my business finally felt like MINE.

If you feel alone or judged, you’re not. You’re not behind. You’re not less than. You’re not supposed to look like anyone else in this industry.

There is NO competition — there are thousands of dogs. More than enough for all of us to thrive. 😂

Your path is yours. Clean up your feed, clean up your energy, and reclaim your power.

And follow me — I’ll be your friend and I’ll follow you back. 💛🐾

12/08/2025

Some of y’all say you want to make more money, but your business is giving “golden retriever with a debit card” energy (don’t worry, that used to be me 🤦🏻‍♀️).

Everyone wants to “make more money,” but half the time you’re running a random-ass schedule, rocking a prehistoric website, and giving off major please don’t pay me, I’m just happy to be here vibes. People love golden retriever energy… they just don’t take it seriously.

We’re not doing that anymore. We need golden retriever SERVICE DOG energy — still fun, but also focused, structured, and very “please don’t pet me while I’m working.”

Making more money isn’t about full-moon manifesting or begging the algorithm for crumbs. It’s about doing grown-up CEO dog-pro things. Not hard things — just the stuff we avoid because chaos feels familiar and structure feels like responsibility. Plus… no one got into dog care for admin work but here we are.

But listen: dogs don’t pay your bills. SYSTEMS do. Boundaries do. Confidence does. Values do. And so does being the type of professional who doesn’t let clients run their life.

I’ve lived both lives:
🐶 $20-a-walk, text-me-anytime, yes-to-everything gremlin mode.
AND
🐶 “Here are my policies, my schedule, my rate, and yes I know what your dog’s tail flick means” boss mode.

Guess which one made me money, sanity, and clients who actually respect me?
Exactly. The second one.

Every tip in this carousel is something you can start today — not next month, not when life slows down. Today. The dog industry isn’t saturated… it’s just full of people wondering why they’re broke and burnt out.

But you? You’re building something real. You’re becoming the version of yourself who knows their value and charges like it.

So take the tips, use what you need, laugh at what you’ve already nailed, and watch your business glow up like a dog who finally stopped reacting on leash.

Like, share, follow — I’m dropping a LOT more tips so you don’t repeat my mistakes.

12/02/2025

Here’s the truth nobody tells you…

confidence isn’t a mood, a personality trait, or a magical download that arrives once your life is “perfect.” Confidence is a behavior. A practice. A stack of tiny brave reps done long before you feel ready.

Most of us grew up thinking success comes first, and then confidence shows up as a reward. “Once you’re good enough… once people validate you… once the business looks the part… THEN you’ll feel confident.”

Nope.
That’s backwards.

Confidence comes from willingness.
Willingness to try when you feel unprepared.
Willingness to show up when your hands are shaking.
Willingness to take a breath and act instead of spiraling in fear.

Every time you do something courageous, your brain literally rewires. It lays down myelin on the circuits that say, “We do brave things.” That’s why the first rep is terrifying, the second rep is slightly less awful, and the tenth rep feels like “I’ve got this.”

Your nervous system updates through action — not through wishing, manifesting, or waiting.

I used to think confidence was luck. Or a personality thing. Or something other people just “had.” Then I started noticing a pattern: every time I tried something that scared me (setting boundaries, raising prices, posting honestly, removing a client who didn’t fit, etc.) confidence grew afterward. Not before.

If you’re waiting for confidence to land before you take the next step, you’ll wait forever. If you take the step — even messy, shaky, imperfect — confidence follows.

So here’s your reminder today:
Don’t wait to feel ready.
Don’t wait for the fear to disappear.
Don’t wait for the stars to align.

Move. Then become.

12/02/2025

A thought stays a thought until you get brave enough to act.
Small steps. Big life. 🔥

11/05/2025

09/30/2025

Good news! 📣 My phone number is officially back up and running. After a stretch of only being able to reach me by email, you can now call and text as usual. Thank you all for your patience while I sorted this out — I am so happy to be fully connected again

09/25/2025

Quick PSA: If you’ve tried calling or texting me and I’ve been radio silent — I swear I haven’t ghosted you! 👻 My eSIM was hacked and transferred without my permission. Everything is secure now, but my phone is basically a very expensive paperweight until this gets fixed.

The dogs boarding with me are happy, safe, and probably laughing at my tech issues. 🐶✨

If you need me, please message me here, email me, or use Time to Pet. As long as I’m on WiFi, I can still respond — just don’t expect any phone calls/text until I win this cage match with my stupid phone provider. 🥊📱

09/03/2025

✨ Big news (and it doesn’t happen often!) ✨
Usually the only way a new pup joins our Bark N Barrel crew is if a client moves away or one of our beloved dogs crosses the rainbow bridge. I’m proud to say most of my clients have been with me for YEARS—because we don’t just build routines, we build family. 🐾💛

Now for the best part… WELCOME LILY! 🎉
This sweet senior gal recently lost her housemate and was feeling a little lonely. She’s still full of s***k, sass, and energy, so her mom signed her up for walks + daycare to make new friends. At first she was a little shy, but now she’s settling right in, making buddies, and loving her new adventures.

So happy to have you in the pack, Lily—you’ve already stolen our hearts! 💕🐶