Michelle

Client-Facing Support

As an expert in organization, a technology guru, an office and project manager, and a client service devotee, Michelle ensures smooth operations. With an advanced degree in education and an early career as an elementary school teacher, she also knows how to keep the rest of us on task and in line—all while promoting our culture of camaraderie, positivity, and life-long learning.

Please contact Michelle with questions about Bryce Legal services or for help scheduling appointments.

Cocker Spaniel / Dachshund Mix (in memoriam)

Damon was, quite simply, a great dog. After bouncing around in shelters, Damon was adopted from Anne Arundel County SPCA in 2016 at the age of 9-ish. He brightened the day of everyone around him. With his bubbly, happy-go-lucky attitude and big feet, he was often mistaken for a Lab-mix puppy. Although not initially a snuggler, he quickly learned to appreciate the merits of cuddle time and became a big fan of belly rubs. He enjoyed exploring the world and seeing friends—both human and canine—and he was renown for his energy, endurance, and enthusiasm. A lover of walks and jogging, he even ran in his sleep. At his best, he could do six miles a day and still be ready for tug of war, although he had trouble deciding whether his favorite toy was his Yoda, Jawa, or Bumblebee. He was a loud sleeper who, at the end of his day, liked to pass out on his back with his Doxie legs waving in the air. By the way, Damon wasn’t ignoring you; he was partially deaf. We lost sweet Damon to cancer just 10 months after we lost precious Marty. We miss you every day, sweet pup.

Maltipoo (in memoriam)

Adopted at the age of 13-ish at the same time as Damon, Marty was clearly raised in a loving home before falling on hard times. He was a survivor of extreme neglect, and proof that wonderful things come in small packages. Even when down to one eye and eleven teeth, he was a feisty and resilient old man who—undeterred by near-blindness—loved to run around before curling up in a sunny spot to nap with his tongue sticking out. He also enjoyed the breeze during long family walks, when he could act like a tough guy from the safety of the dog-backpack in which Shauna carried him. A firm believer that every lap needs a dog, Marty was known for going from person to person to see if his services were required. He was absurdly sweet and soft, and he easily converted anti-dog people into fans, with one marveling, “You can’t help but love him.” Adored by all, we received an outpouring of over 90 gestures of support within 12 hours of announcing Marty’s passing in Nov. 2018. Two years was not enough time with you, precious Marty. We miss you.

Standard Schnauzer (in memoriam)

Variously known as The Silver Sausage, Officer Calvin, and Mr. Fuzzy Butt, Calvin was adopted in 2006 from Standard Schnauzer Club of America’s breed rescue program at the age of 8-ish. Calvin was Shauna’s opinionated shadow for 8.5 years. Intrepid explorers, they walked and hiked an estimated 10,000 miles together. He was well known for absolute devotion, cookie stealing, mischief of all kinds, and some serious bed head. He had traffic-stopping good looks (yes, it happened multiple times) and made an impression on everyone he met. We received nearly 75 sympathy notes and cards when he crossed the Rainbow Bridge in 2015. Sixteen years old isn’t bad for a Standard Schnauzer, but it will never be enough. Calvin was—and forever will be—beloved.

Except the time he jumped into a river to chase away a motorboat and Shauna had to jump in to save him. Not cool, Calvin, not cool.