My mom works with mentally retarded people. She works for an independent living program where they take handicap people out of hospitals and group homes and help them to live on their own.
Anyways, today, my mom brought over Ray. He's 48 years old, slightly mentally retarded, and just got his first home. He was so excited about having his own place. He kept telling me over and over all about it and his coffee pot. (He just thought it was great that he had a coffee pot.)
I asked him if he liked dogs and he said that he's never met a dog before! So, I asked my mom if I could introduce him to the dogs, or if she thought he might escalate. (That's what they call it when they flip out.) My mom said that Ray's moods are pretty stable, so it shouldn't scare him. Dusty and Roxy came inside.
Now, Ray is very difficult to understand. I only understand him after listening closely because I've been around mentally retarded people so much. And my dogs, they (bless their hearts) aren't the most obedient. You generally have to tell them several times to sit.
They obeyed Ray's every command in split second time! I couldn't believe it. Then Ray layed on the floor and just held my dogs. He was so happy to be with them it was unbelievable.
I was so touched on how wonderful my dogs made Ray feel. As well as how loving and obedient my dogs were towards him. It was just really beautiful to me how animals don't really care who you are, they love you unconditionally.
I told my mom, since she is primary care-taker of Ray, that she should really consider getting a dog for him or bringing her dogs to work. I think it would be great for Ray.
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