Dogs, Dementia and Kindness
A woman approached us as we walked along the sidewalk in the hospital corridor near my home. “May I ask you a question?” she asked. “Sure.” “Is it okay if I approach your dog?” “Of course.” She walked up to Jaxon and kneeled down to pet him. “Oh, I so needed a mini Schnauzer ‘fix’ this morning. We don’t live here and our dog is back home. I miss her so.” She looked up at me. “My husband is in the Intensive Care Unit.” “Oh, dear. Covid?” I asked. “No, he had a heart attack. And, last night they had to take him back into surgery where he then suffered…
Not too hot. Not too cold.
It’s one of those perfect days. Out on a walk with my mini-Schnauzer, I delight in feeling the warmth of the spring sun dancing across my back. I realize again what a long winter we have experienced. We had the more snow here this past winter than any other year since the weather bureau began keeping records. Day after day of cold weather eventually wore me down, so I’m elated to see spring finally make her appearance. Walking along the sidewalk, my neighbors’ yellow daffodils and red tulips wave to me in the breeze, reminding me that even with its unpredictability, I love this season of rebirth. Yes, today has…
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