My love of animals, especially dogs. I remember getting shots as a kid (probably pre school age, maybe before) and coming out of the doctor’s office crying, and I saw a guy walking a gray poodle down the street and all I wanted was to pet that dog but my mom wouldn’t let me and she had to drag me away screaming. How cool would it be if it caught on that a therapy dog would be present at vaccination clinics for kids, and their “reward” after getting a shot was to be able to snuggle and draw comfort from a dog?
Anyway, this pic was likely taken in Independence, Kansas some time around 1972, if I were to guess.
Hey I love the new Blog! Good title.
I wanted to tell you something. Today I panicked. It was 98 here in Texas and I let Noz out on the deck and shut the door for 10 minutes. I somehow forgot about him and I was about to take a nap when I heard him barking. He was outside about 30 minutes. If it had been an hour he would probably have died.
I had to get ice water on a wash cloth and sponge bathe him for 15 minutes to stop the panting.
I feel so guilty. It would have killed me too. He was so happy to be cooled down and was loving on me. I told him “don’t thank me I almost baked you.”
I am so glad I found him.
So I am very greatful today.