(#46) One Paw In The Door

With one or two exceptions, Steve and I have not visited the big buildings and nice humans we used to see often. I miss those visits. A. Lot.  A few months ago, we did visit a new (very big) building for us as there had been some sadness there. My pet therapy buds and me helped bring smiles to the sadness. It felt good to help.

Like I said, though, I miss the humans and places where I got to wag my tail and get hugs and rubs every week.

There have been a few encouraging signs.  Like last week, I hopped in the car and Steve took us to the building [Baptist Medical Center Beaches] where some humans lie in beds and are cared for by others in nice uniforms. This was always my favorite place to visit. Everyone treated me well. Like with lots of belly rubs. One massage after another.  Can you say, “Heavenly?” (I can because I continue to build my vocabulary.)

Now, we still could not visit places in that building like we used to. I kept hearing “social distance.” Everyone put liquid on their hands and rubbed them often. And all the humans had coverings on their faces.  But, you know what, none of that could stop the smiles!

We saw more humans than I can count on my paws. They said things like, “I’ve missed you!” And “I needed this today.” And “Can we do this again?” There was no barking—just hugs, rubs, and laughs.

The nice lady, Marcie, who helped Steve and me get invited to visit this big building for the first time a few years ago was there with her pup, Bebé. So were other pet therapy teams led by Coco, Clover, Kasper, Kona, and Buddy Love.

The love me and my canine buds received was better than any biscuit. (Yes, I did say that.) We felt like we had a purpose.

Glad we got back. I hope this visit was that paw in the door that leads to more visits. The pups need it. And the humans in the big building need it.

I’ve woofed before about feeling a bit meh because Steve and I have not been able to visit the big buildings and nice humans we used to see often. I miss them. But when I visited last week there was no way I could feel meh.

I remain hopeful for the humans in that building, the pet therapy teams, and one day returning on a regular basis.

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My book, Roxie Looks for Purpose Beyond the Biscuit, is still available.  I share stories and lessons about friends, family, and fun. And I speak about purpose as well.  (Steve says for dogs we might just want to call it “furpose.” He makes words up, I think.) Perhaps the book holds a biscuit or two for you!

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