7/30: Going to the Dogs
I know, I know. Most of the time the phrase “going to the dogs” has a negative connotation,but I am here to tell you that we went to the airport late on Saturday night (Verrryyy late - almost midnight- it was practically Sunday, for crying out loud)) to welcome four of our six students home with their dogs and it was more exciting than even I could have predicted. I got a pretty good laugh out of the time we spent waiting for the plane to arrive. While I was studying people walking by on the concourse, all of a sudden I would know when they had spotted me at Bob’s feet because they would crane their necks around like crazed chickens trying to watch me and walk forward at the same time. One little girl sat right down on the floor when she caught sight of me! I laughed and even winked at a couple of them… People sure are funny. You’d think they had never seen a dog before…..
And then, all of a sudden it seemed, they had arrived. First Meredith, then Darcie, then Michael and then AJ, all accompanied by their beautiful MIRA guide dogs. I could tell you more, but you know, when you are already going to the dogs, a picture is worth a thousand words!
Yours truly,
Devon





