A story of how becoming involved in something greater than myself began to shape my life, inform my life and nourished my neglected spirit.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Puppy sitting
Once our home was approved for puppy sitting, we were quickly assigned our club leaders dog. A beautiful lab named Boogie. At 13 months of age this fellow was a joy to have in our home. So well behaved and easy to handle. This was going to be a piece of cake. Hold the cake! It wasn't always the case. Over the next 6 months we watched many dogs. They all loved coming for a visit. Some were quite excitable and full of energy, others low key. One particular dog didn't enjoy her crate and whined and barked. We were out of our element but one phone call and detailed instructions and we soon had it under control. Each puppy gave us ample opportunity to practice. Every puppy meeting we learned something new and over time we were beginning to feel pretty competent. I also was working on my public schtick. I wanted to be able to convey information easy to those I met in public. We were now ambassadors for Guide Dogs for the Blind. What we did in public truly mattered. So stepping out in public with the dogs was the next step.
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