This week has been a little bit discombobulated and sometimes confusing.
Mike got to stay home on Monday, so that was nice. It was somebody’s birthday called MLK, but they didn’t invite us to the party, so we just did our own thing that day.
Kat said there is a quote that MLK said that she likes. He said,
“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michaelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.
We think this quote is a good reminder that we should strive to do our best in everything we do no matter what it is – for God’s glory. That includes my therapy dog training!
Speaking of training, I am back at it going to class once a week. It’s been kind of hard for me, though, because we have to drive to Newport News for this session. It’s all so new, and the instructor is new, and all the people are new, and the dogs are different, and the place is different. There is just so much to see and smell and hear that it is extremely difficult for me to stay focused on Kat and do what she asks me to do. So most of the time I don’t.
I think Kat gets frustrated with me sometimes, and she said I am the class clown. She also said I am the youngest dog in class and that I still act like an immature puppy. I think she’s right! I do love to play, and I’m easily distracted by all the newness of everything.
I did win the class door prize this week. Kat gets to decide when I can eat it. She said I didn’t really earn it.
One other thing that’s made this week kind of hard is I haven’t been able to run around outside as much. Some guys have been working to repair our fence and a lot of the time Kat has taken me out on the leash. I keep ringing the bell to go outside, but Kat keeps saying I can’t go outside. I don’t like that at all, and it makes me very confused and wound up inside.
I think that’s why I’ve had a bit of the chewchews lately. Kat was working on cleaning out a closet and I used the time to chew up a sock, a roll of Mike’s electrical tape, the number 9 (wooden puzzle piece from grandkids room), and a pair of Mike’s underwear that I stole from the dirty clothes pile in the laundry room. Needless to say Kat wasn’t too happy with me.
Yesterday was a somewhat crazy day, too, although parts of it were fun. The Sunshine ladies came over for lunch and to put flowers in vases to take to the nursing home. They were all talking and laughing and visiting. I just wandered around and let them pet me. I love them a lot!
Today I saw Kat cry. She didn’t know the fence men had left the front gate open. Stewart, Kat and I were in the front yard and all of a sudden I heard her say “Oh no!” She put me on leash and took me back to the house. Then she rushed out. A good while later I saw Stewart on the back porch. Then Kat eventually came back. Apparently Stewart had seen the gate open and he went exploring. Kat spent almost an hour looking for him, calling him, crying, praying, calling Mike and her daughter and sister to ask them to pray, and tromping through the woods. Finally she came back home and there Stewart was on the back porch. I’m glad he came back! So was Kat!
So it’s been an interesting week. Some ups, some downs, but we are holding steady!