Rebecca was born in Charleston, Maine (near Dover-Foxcroft). She grew up in rural Maine and rural Pennsylvania where she spent most of her time drawing, raising a rabbit she named “Combat Chuck” and talking to chipmunks.
When she was 19 years old, she was getting ready to go to art school when she became pregnant with her son. Life wasn’t easy as a single mom, but she never regretted it. She took a job working for the United States Postal Service and for nearly fifteen years she was a proud member of the National Association of Letter Carriers (NALC). She often worked second and third jobs, and she met Tim while delivering his mail.
Rebecca is the mother of three children and three dogs. She loves painting, camping, and exploring the less-traveled areas of Maine.
Tim’s mother Pauline is his biggest champion. Pauline is one of four sisters who all grew up in the Frenchtown neighborhood of Westbrook, Maine. Nearly all of her family worked at the paper mill in Westbrook, which was the biggest paper mill in the world through her childhood.
She nearly died when she was 18 and spent several months in the hospital. This experience gave her an unwavering love for life and her family. She worked for many years at Sebago Mock, one of the originators of the boat shoe, and she spent many more years working as a lunch lady in local school cafeterias.
Her nicknames are Paulini Martini and (dear lord) PotsyPooper. She has a Jack Russell Terrior named Maggie that she nicknamed “The Barking B-!”
Though Tim and Rebecca’s kids and other dogs asked to not be included on this website, their Siberian Husky Spruce is kind of a Chad and wanted his story front and center. Spruce’s ancestors hailed from the cold tundra of Siberia and Spruce’s father Bruce was bred to be Vladimir Putin’s lapdog. Instead he ran away from home when he was very young. He had many strange and interesting adventures on his way to America.
He swam with seals, played with polar bears, drank gallons of unfiltered seawater, and eventually managed to talk his way onto a cargo ship filled with milk bones. Once in America he founded a publication called “The Poor Husky’s Almanac” and did many experiments with electricity. He founded the first doggy post office and later in life he became an ambassador to the Australian Shepards.
Spruce was born just outside of Boston and is 100% Masshole. He is a renaissance pup and a clear domestic failure. He refused potty training until he was 5. He loves to eat sharpie markers, plastic, and chicken in pretty much that order. His unbelievable shedding has allowed his family to make all of their winter clothes for free. He lives with two other (less regal and dynamic) dogs.