This post is dedicated to My Therapy Dogs who help me live and work towards the person I want to be someday. No certifications, no therapeutic licenses, just six dogs that are part of my life helping me overcome my personal obstacles, no matter their size.
I know that if you've been reading with us for a while, you may have heard this before. I still find such a miracle in it, that I am repeating it.
I've never been much of a morning person and the thought of breakfast first thing can make me want to gag. I put off eating until the last possible minute. When I finally drag myself around to it, I have two very willing helpers who love to assist me with this chore of food. It doesn't take long as their loving eyes follow my every move, where I find myself smiling and looking forward to our little ritual.
No tricks or performances to get their spoonful of yogurt other than to sit. This is our time together. My special beautiful time of actually enjoying the worst part of my day and with Chance and Blaze they make it so easy and wonderful. Three kids just sharing their meal together and the moment.
Note* I was having stomach problems and trouble eating before being in the hospital a couple of years ago, when I started incorporating the dogs into my daily eating routine. It's worked ever since. You can read more about it HERE.
Current blog look inspired by, dedicated to, and in memory of Brut. The studded star of the 24 Paws of Love.