Doggy couple of days
Aug. 26th, 2011 01:00 pmTwo days, two dogs! Not my dogs, alas, although now is now the time for us to own one.
Yesterday, a visiting gallery owner and art dealer brought her Sheltie with her, a very self-possessed puppy named Chloe who was interested in everything:

And today I met one of the two therapy dogs that Bemo's therapist owns. Holly the Bernese Mountain Dog was not there, but the newest, in-training Walter the St. Bernard was:

Walter was a formerly emaciated rescue dog who is very happy to lie on your feet and let you scratch his belly. It was a pleasure to meet him.
Yesterday, a visiting gallery owner and art dealer brought her Sheltie with her, a very self-possessed puppy named Chloe who was interested in everything:

And today I met one of the two therapy dogs that Bemo's therapist owns. Holly the Bernese Mountain Dog was not there, but the newest, in-training Walter the St. Bernard was:

Walter was a formerly emaciated rescue dog who is very happy to lie on your feet and let you scratch his belly. It was a pleasure to meet him.
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Date: 2011-08-26 08:10 pm (UTC)The woman who takes Meg, Jack & Rosie to her house to mind for us when we go away has Bernese Mountain Dogs. She breeds them and one of them is a champion at dog shows. When she comes to collect them in her van, one of her dogs are always sitting in the front seat. They're gorgeous. Our Rosie apparently will boss them around when she's at their house and they just go 'meh'.
Dogs really can be the best therapy. I know when we got Rosie and she had the pups, it made all the difference to Momo and her mental state. So long as Jack lay beside her on the couch at naptime, she was happy.