As I
mentioned in my Christmas blog, I just learned I’m signed up for “Basic
Manners” at the local humane society. I was so mad that steam was pouring out
of my pointy ears! I’m the well-behaved one in this house; why in
heaven’s name am I going? The unfairness of it all was quite unsettling.
But, I
learned last week that this class is the first step in becoming a trained Therapy
Dog. Well! That changes the whole picture. I may have a new purpose in
life.
Now, earlier
this year [ My Dog, the Therapist blog] I explored the idea of offering my services as a
therapist. I had envisioned, that my clients would spill their
souls while I laid nearby on the furniture and listened. But, I guess that it is NOT the way a therapy
dog operates. Instead, I’ll visit folks in the hospital, clinic, hospice or whatever. As we interact, I will melt their hearts; lower their blood pressure and all that.
