Wednesday, April 15, 2009
RA Picnic in the Park

Most mornings are pretty routine around here but on the mornings my human sets her alarm I know something special is going to happen that day. This day was no different in the total lack of similarity to other early rise days. You see while I know something unusual is going to take place I never quite know just what my human has planned.

After the morning ritual of feeding us dogs, letting us run a bit and kenneling the puppy my human tossed my service dog backpack on and we dashed out the door. After a quick stop at the grocery store we were on our way. Ok not quite. She got a little sidetracked chatting with her aunt when she drove by her place. Then we were off again.

We arrived at a park with kids and older people running about. Something was odd about these other humans. They were a lot like my human; disabled in much the same way. Some walked, some darted around in wheelchairs or scooters. The older ones were just an ornery as my human. Like the world can handle that?

A few from the Arizona Goldens gang joined us to play the part of my humans' family since this was supposed to be a family event. Thanks AZG!!

Oh and they brought a few dogs too. The kids couldn't keep their hands off of us adorable canines, let's face it, dogs are irresistible. The humans ate and chatted; we dogs were petted and loved. My human for a brief moment in time wasn't alone in her disability, and I got petted. My human socialized with those who have similar experiences, and I got petted. My human made some new friends, and I got petted.