Hey, Cinder and Smokey - I'm sooo proud you were therapy dogs, even if just for one day! Just think how many people you made happy that don't get to skritch any doggy ears, or pat fuzzy headbones or anything! I once took a friend's dog with me to see an elderly relative when she was in the nursing home, and it was pretty disastrous! He was scared of everybody, wouldn't let anybody pat him, or even get near him! People were soooo disappointed - but not Aunt Bertha! As soon as we got to her wheelchair thingy, he went right up to her, and even did "sit" and "stay" for her! I think he knew that she had been slipping extra treats to big and little dogs for 90 years or so, and he even gave her a couple kisses. But as soon as we left her, he couldn't wait to get out, and everyone who loved doggies was sad that he wouldn't say hi! So you two were extra, extra good, and I think that makes up for some of those nawtee dog episodes in the past! Good job! (Tell Dad I said give you an extra biscuit apiece in memory of Aunt Bertha!)
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