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A couple of months ago, this little dog with his little white feet was running through traffic on Jensen St in the 5th Ward of Houston with an apparent death wish.  Jensen St. is an industrial type road with sometimes heavy traffic, but since he was roaming around at night, his chances of getting hit by a car were a lot less.   After being forced to detour onto Jensen to avoid construction, I noticed this little pup in the middle of the road and instinctively wanted to rescue him.   As I worked to turn around down the road, I noticed another car stopping in an apparent rescue attempt, but I don’t think the pup made it easy because they left fairly quickly.  By the time I got back to him, he was on the side of the road sniffing away so I pulled over, got out of the truck and since my other little Pup was with me I put her out in the grass to help.  The dog quickly came to her to say hello and without hesitation I picked him up and put him in the truck.

After the standard social media posts and attempts to see if anyone would claim him, my plan was to find this cute tiny legged dog a good home.  I had no intentions of keeping him since I already had three dogs and there were a few people already interested in him, but after a week or so of hanging out with this dude I couldn’t help but consider adding him to the family.  And just like that, Torta aka Happy Feet become a part of the pack and as you can see in the pic above he’s living a very very hard life.  (by the way, Torta is the Spanish word for a fajita filled french bread sandwich).

My love for dogs goes deep and I know I get it from my father, who my mom says would bring different dogs home all the time.  Growing up we always had a dog and sometimes two.  Unfortunately my dad passed away when i was 10, but his dog loving spirit lives on in me and my mom witnessed it in action when I hosted my first little dog fest in my back yard in the Summer of 2010.  I had this vision of having friends and family over on a Saturday morning and I would offer coffee, juice and breakfast tacos and everyone would be encouraged to bring their dogs.  I set up a small kiddy pool in the backyard along with balls and lots of dog toys and guess what, everyone showed up.  About 15 – 20 people stopped by with their dogs, some people bringing 3 or 4 dogs, and we had a good little morning event.  I had people and puppies over for breakfast and thus the name “Puppies for Breakfast“.

Two years later, in 2012 I decided to host a larger version of this festival concept and on Saturday, May 13th from 10am – 3pm, Puppies for Breakfast will celebrate it’s 5th year and has become one of the largest dog festivals in Texas and probably the country.  A little gathering that started in my back yard has turned into a huge event and every year it gets bigger and better.  This year we have over 40 different vendors and dog industry companies involved, 3 food trucks, a couple of dog treat trucks,  and amazing sponsors such as Kriser’s Natural PetArne’s WarehouseMarket Square Tower, Pet Talk Magazine, and Sit Means Sit Dog Training.  The event will also have the signature 4,000 sq ft dog play area that will once again become a Puppy Bowl full of balls, pools, and toys.  We have 2 – 3 DJs, including DJ Illset and Fredster, two custom photo wall / booth areas, and not to mention the existing dog run / park that is part of every day use at Market Square Park.

This year the event will benefit Animal Justice League Dog Rescue and though the event is free to the public, we are are asking attendees to please make a $5 donation or gift of any amount to help this amazing rescue.  You can also make a donation online at

This is a family event and if you don’t have a dog don’t let that stop you from enjoying a great event.  Big thank you to the Downtown District and Market Square park for hosting us every year.  They’ve been amazing and we love our partnership with them.  See you Saturday.

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March 16, 2011 — Leave a comment

Since I created a facebook account over 2 years ago, I’ve reconnected with so many friends and family.  I’ll get a message or friend request from someone I knew some 10 – 15 years ago at least once a month.  Most of the time I accept these new friend requests, unless the person is straight up crazy.  ha.

Well, I received a random message recently from an old friend that was very encouraging.  We don’t know how powerful our words are until someone comes to you later with a message like his.  Here is what he said:

“Hey brotha! I just felt to tell you this, or remind you of something you told me along time ago that has always echoed in my mind. I was attempting that handrail at the original Dex skate park one time and crashed, i got upset and threw my bike from off of me and said, ” i hate this @%!#$@ bike!”, and you were right there and looked to me and said, “it’s not the bike . . . it’s the rider.” I have always took that as this, its not what we are going through, but how we go through it. I have really never kept it in practice, but i have never forgotten that… You may not have meant it that way or you may have, but i took it that way i guess because i knew i was not living right way back then and for a long time after… So i’m just saying thanks for speaking up.”

I’m pretty certain that I was just being Hector when I made that sarcastic statement, but it’s interesting what he got out of it and what it even means to him to this day.  He also has no idea how timely his message to me was.  It was very encouraging and exactly what I needed to hear that day.

We’re all going through something I’m sure.  Some more than others.  How we go through it or who we go through it with is what’s important.  With what has recently happened in Japan, I want to dedicate this post to our Japanese friends.  If we put things in perspective, I’m sure most of us could say that nothing we’re going through right now could compare to what that country is currently dealing with.  Entire villages/towns were wiped away in minutes.  Thousands of families are without homes and many will never find their missing loved ones.  Is one person’s crisis greater than another?  Not sure.  It all comes down to perspective.  Your car broke down and you have no money to fix it?  Ok, sorry about that, but think about the family who had to watch their entire town disappear before their eyes as one giant wave of water picked it up and carried it away.  Makes that car issue sound a little small doesn’t it?

Whatever you’re going through, just remember  “it’s not what we are going through, but how we go through it”.  Perspective.  God.  Friends.  Family.  Your loyal little puppy who licks your face when you’re crying.  The key is to GET THROUGH it.  The Japanese have a word or phrase “Ganbaru”.  It translates to mean “never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever give up!”

Ganbaru everyone.  Ganbaru.

– Hector