My 1st Therapy Visit

On Saturday mom and I went to visit a nursing home. I was a very good boy. The residents all thought I was very cute and fluffy and kept asking mom questions about me.

We stopped by the rehab room where we spent about 10 minutes just talking to one resident because she was so excited we were there. I sat down between her legs to let her pet me and she told mom I was sitting on her toe. Mom offered to move me but she just smiled and said, "No, he's fine where he is."

When we were leaving the lady kissed my head and thanked mom for bringing me to visit. It doesn't get much better than that.

Our next visit is on December 18th and mom ordered a costume to dress me up like a x-mas tree, bol. I'm not sure if I'm crazy about that idea, but it will be worth it if the residents smile.

My 1st Therapy Visit

Mom and I are going on our first therapy visit on November 27th. We're going to a nursing home to bring joy, love, and licks to the patients. Mom even bought me a x-mas jester collar to wear so I'll look extra cute.

Woof!

I Passed My Therapy Test

It's official, I passed my Happy Tails obedience test and now I'm a therapy dog. Mom has to attend another class and then she'll decide which team to sign up for. We're thinking it will be either visiting kids with disabilities or assisted living. Mom and I are very excited about bringing love and a smile to those in need.