It almost didn’t happen.
It almost didn’t happen. Just as I was about to call Piper to go and visit our friends at the Colonial, I looked outside in horror. She was at the back of the yard where my neighbour’s sprinkler was spraying water over to my side of the fence… and in all the mud collecting there, my soaking wet puppy was doing that Golden Retriever thing – digging.
Major, major sigh…
If there was anything lucky about this scenario, it’s that Piper, at 13 weeks, was still small enough that I could balance her at the sink for a bird bath and quick towel dry. We drove to the Seniors’ residence, quick, quick, before further complications befell us…
And then we met Harold. It was pretty mutual, the attraction between the two of them. Lots of treats and cuddles and chit chat passed between them. Piper was happy to hang out at Harold’s feet – but we had other folks to see, as well, so after a while, we moved on to make more new friends.
Piper has out-smarted me on one move: to help make her as comfortable as possible near walkers, canes, wheelchairs and the like, I ask her to “touch” – meaning put her nose on the object. As soon as she does, it’s “click” and a yummy morsel of cheese or turkey weenie is delivered into her mouth – but Piper’s on to me. Now, when she sees a walker, cane or wheelchair, she touches it with her nose before being asked, so I will deliver a treat – which raises a question: WHICH ONE OF US IS TRAINED?
Time for Piper's 12 week booster and microchipping -- BUT OF IMPORTANCE TO THERAPY DOGS: more meeting new people in new places and having ears, toes, mouth, tummy, tail touched again and again for desensitization (and dried liver treats!)