Bunny here at the keyboard writing about my adventures in doing good deeds this weekend.
Most of our readers know that I am not just an outstanding canine model, I am also certified therapy dog. One of the things I do as a therapy dog is to work as a hospice volunteer and visit humans who are on their way to the Rainbow Bridge. This weekend, I was making a visit to a new place that I’d never been to before to see several patients at once. What was special about this visit was that I was going to go with Wrigley, who is a new canine hospice volunteer of the Golden Retriever variety.
Küster also had a date nearby to do some training after I was done visiting, so we hitched a ride together. As we headed on our way, I heard my human ask Dad if he grabbed my raincoat, but I wasn’t listening that closely. I heard him say something about there being sunshine over the place where we were going and it wasn’t raining on the car, so I pretty much ignored it as humans being humans. I took a little nap and before long, we’d arrived at the nursing home.
My human was stressed because we were running a little late, but it turns out that Wrigley couldn’t make it. He was a bit under the weather. He made his first visit there two weeks ago, but I couldn’t make it because of some family things happening with my human. Anyway, they’d called and apologized for not being able to make it and the people there were feeling disappointed because Wrigley wasn’t coming. When we showed up, everybody was very happy to see us.
I visited every person in the nursing home, except one lady that they warned us didn’t like dogs (imagine that!) and the people who were sleeping or said “no thank you.” Everybody there was so happy to see me, I felt like a superstar instead of a regular celebrity. After awhile, I’d finally stopped and visited with everyone who wanted to see me and my human and I headed out to the car.
We made a quick stop at the Golden Arches Supper Club and my human and I shared some of that glorious French cuisine known as French fries. I was feeling pretty good about how this outing was turning out. I got to leave the house without Flattery, I had an hour of attention all on me and we had some of my favorite food. Can a day be more perfect?
As we pulled out onto the Interstate to get to Küster’s training engagement, it started to rain.
To be quite honest with you, I wasn’t too worried about the rain as it started. I was done getting in and out of the car for awhile and the Black Tornado doesn’t care about getting his fur wet. It didn’t seem like anything to be too concerned about.
However, just a few minutes later, I reconsidered that stance. It started raining so hard that you could barely see anything outside of the car. People in motorcycles were stopping under the overpasses. My royal conveyance wasn’t moving very fast. The rain seemed to have the power to stop just about anything. We kept going, albeit slowly, and eventually, we got to the point where we were getting off the Interstate and back into town. Dad drove the car up right beside the EMA building so my human could jump out of the car and into the garage without getting too wet.
After they went inside, I took a nap. I’m sure they did something in there, but it didn’t involve me and I figured it had to be pretty boring. Küs was excited enough about having his turn to go inside, but he’s easily amused. I was a little suspicious when they got back in the car with the suspicious aroma of puppy in them, but I let it slide. The rain had finally let up enough that you could see what was going on in the world and I sat up to see what we were doing next.
Just when I thought the day couldn’t get any better, it did.
My humans made a few quick stops for things they needed to take home with us. They got a little food and a few necessary items. Then, we made our last stop for the day. To my delight, we stopped at Starbucks where I got a venti puppucino in my very own cup. It was the perfect end to the day, if I do say so myself, and I do.
Sure, there was some rain involved. I’m pretty sure it could have been avoided if someone had remembered my raincoat, but it really didn’t stop us from having an adventure in doing good deeds. I think it made the whole outing a little more memorable. I think it’s true that every cloud does have a silver lining, and I enjoy a good adventure.