Day 967
Ranger and I headed off to Mercy this morning and met so many people within those walls. From the moment we signed in, he touched lives with every wag of his tail!
These dogs frequently open the way to an incredibly personal conversation with startling speed. Typically, as we approach, I ask the person if they like dogs (although most people show their desire with a smile or outstretched hand.). From there, one would think the weather might be a conversation starter, but most people jump right in.
Often, their own dogs dominate the initial conversations, with phones appearing which showcase their four-legged screen savers. However, others dive right into their concerns for themselves or loved ones who are being treated. We have been privy to symptom descriptions, procedure sharing, hopes and fears. Many of our interactions dive deep at a rapid pace… they just want someone to listen or hold their hand as they pet a Golden with the other. Today was no exception.
As we leave our visits for the day, it seems that one story always lingers and follows us home. Today, a family stopped us and asked if they could have a moment with Ranger. Assuring them that was his job, they reached for the big dog and took turns loving him. As they petted Ranger, one of the daughters told us they had come to say goodbye to their mother/grandmother. Tears started to appear and Ranger and I leaned in to support. As hands were held and the story was shared, it ended with the second daughter saying, “She has a dog..a pitbull…and Mom is so worried about that pup. I told her she would live with me and I would love her for the rest of her life.” Now I had tears. Parting, I told them they had given their loved one a great gift…peace of mind that her beloved dog would be provided for with love and caring. They smiled through their tears, thanked us profusely for our time and headed up the elevator.
As the doors closed on that family, I stood there for a moment with my Therapy Dog. Looking into Ranger’s beautiful eyes, I thought about what really matters in life. When it comes down to it, we all seem to want to make sure our loved ones are safe and adored. Two-legged and four-legged alike, their well-being is paramount.
Ranger looked back at me as if to say, “We can go now, Mom. The nice ladies and their Moms’s dog are going to be fine.” As we headed out, I thought for the millionth time how lucky I am to be on the other end of that leash!
