Saturday I spent part of my day with my friends, my therapy friends. Most Saturdays the therapy dogs, led by my pal Bert, meet to brush up on their training to keep sharp. Why am I there you ask. Well I play an important role. In a therapy dogs life they will encounter the unexpected, and that's what I am, "the unexpected". Oh I behave really well (mostly) but momma and I will do unexpected things among the therapy dogs with the hope that they will respond in the proper way. I can tell you this: I work with the most professional K-9's on the planet! In the process I also learn a thing or two. This past Saturday there was a new dog named Mazie who is a therapy dog in training, working towards her certificate. Oh My Goodness we hit it off right away. After training we romped and ran and played together. She was mostly always by my side and we had so so much fun together.
Isn't she sweet? New friends are something indeed. And it is the one thing you can never have to many of.