Sure that all good dogs will get to heaven
While watching the recognition of former President George H.W. Bush this week, I was especially moved by his Labrador service dog, Sully, who never left his side. I was touched when Sully lay at the front of his casket. Always there, forever present, for eternity loving comes to mind.
I have a chocolate Labrador retriever, named Chocolate Candy (or C.C.), who is 98 in dog years and who continues to live to care for me. I lost my ability to walk about three years ago, but Johns Hopkins solved the problem caused by a seizure medication. I was told I may never walk again, but I am slowly walking again.
I noticed that C.C. followed me everywhere I went, and she even checked up on me in the bathroom. She took the opposite end of the couch and watched Fox, CNN and my soaps with me. C.C. raided the kitchen cabinet and took the bag of dog food to the dining room. I used to walk three miles a day with her, and beautiful C.C. got all the compliments.
I hired a wonderful woman, Katie, to walk her now. C.C. enjoyed a large piece of cake that Katie made us for Thanksgiving. Needless to say, C.C. figured Katie was hers, as well as the cake.
She almost falls up the stairs when I go to bed. It takes her four tries to jump or crawl onto the bed when I retire. Once when I got stuck on the floor, she hovered over me while I pleaded for her help, laughing in my ridiculous situation. She gave me the stamina to crawl to the edge of the bed and pull up. I could go on and on.
I finally realized that she was my self-trained, loving, service dog. Tears come into my eyes as I realize C.C. will probably soon leave me, since she is so old. This is her finest hour, not mine.
Let us all give thanks and praise to our loyal friends like C.C. and Sully. Here is a smile for Chocolate Candy of Esperanza and Sully, when they go to heaven to care for the people there.
Marilyn Crosby, Lexington Park