This little buddy is deserving of a quiet “Hideout” under the dining room table! If he had a social secretary (me) worth their weight in gold, his schedule would have looked like this:
6:30 a. m. Rudely awakened from his new California king bed
7:00 a. m. Breakfast is served
7:02 a. m. Through the doggy door to check for intruders of the night
7:20 a. m. Daily Cheerios served in a glass bowl
7:21 a. m. Mommy starts the “walks”…Sam, Gus, Charlie, Hank
9:00 a. m. Nap on the daybed in the Sunroom
12:00 p. m. Romp in the backyard
1:10 p. m. Lincoln Elementary to read with kids
2:20 p. m. “lunch” is served
2:45.p. m. Off to see a dear 90-year-old friend at St. Therese Rehab. (There were tennis balls on his Walker!!!!! Mommy wouldn’t share with Gus!)
4:00 p. m. Mommy starts writing “Goldens” while the Golden Boys snuggle close
…that leads us to this missive. Emotions ran the gamut from sadness (Lincoln had a tribute to our Ranger) to joy with the young readers and my dear, elderly friend. Such is the day in the life of a Therapy Dog Team. Tomorrow, Sammy will be the star at Mercy. How lucky I am to be at the other end of the leash!
