Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Empathy is a good thing.

Now, I am not here to sell Kleneex although Nana uses the boxes with the flowers on it.  I like flowers and the box...

OK.  So.  I am growing up.  I weight 82.6 pounds because the scale at Dr. Oler's office said so.  That means that I am getting smarter.  I am a working dog and my job is to love people and help them know that they are good and are brave. 

So we have some friends in our office and we were loving them just as hard as we could and there were tears.  So I did what I needed to do and I went and got her a kleenex from the box on the table.  I knew it had to be clean so I pulled it from the box on the table  (At least Nana thought so because it was clean) and brought it to her. 

It got very quiet in the room and then I got petted.  I sooooo love that.  But, you know, sometimes people just need a kleenex and a loving paw.

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