Yesterday morning, I woke up feeling pretty good. I had plans to go to the grocery store and shop, so I got myself up and ready harnessed up my dog and Wes soon on my way. By the time I got to the store, I was starting to feel a bit sick to my stomach. I thought, it was because I had taken some medication on an empty stomach. I am forever forgetting to eat breakfast, and have this problem a lot so I thought little about it. I wanted to go upstairs and see a friend of mine before shopping so I made my way up to the second floor with the help of a customer service person from the store. Once there and settled in my seat I begin to feel worse. I soon began to think it might not be the medication at all. I saw my friend briefly, and after a little more time had passed and I still was not feeling any better, I called down to the customer service desk and requested an assistant. They sent someone right away, and he did my shopping for me while I waited. Soon, he had me back out to the bus stop and the bus was there a few moments later. As our road toward our stop I began to feel even worse. Campbell, seemed to know that I was not feeling well. He kept nudging me, and when I would reach out for him he would lick my hand reassuringly. It was as if he were saying I have you no worries. Soon, we were at our stop and just as I stepped off the bus my stomach did a flip over next thing I knew I was sick in the street. I was so embarrassed. Usually that time of day the street is quiet, but of course it would not be that day. There was traffic coming from both directions. There were neighbors outside on both sides of the street as well.
Campbell sat patiently at my left heel while I gathered myself and once again became able to walk. I gave him the command to go forward and he walked quickly to the curb and guided me safely across the first street. When he stopped for his Park time, I was sick again. When he was finished, he again waited patiently for me. Hey Knowledged my hand as if to say I am still right here mom it’s all good. When I was finally able to go again he hurried quickly to the house making certain to stop at every curb and cross every street as straight as possible. I could feel him paying close attention to everything. He was on high alert. I could barely speak, but I did my best to make certain he knew how proud I was of him.
Later that afternoon, as I lie in bed with him snuggled close beside me I realized just how much important work these dogs do. Yes, they are our guides. They are also, our nurses, doctors, counselors, and basically all-around best friends. They do not care if we are thin or fat. They do not care if we are short or tall. They love us in spite of everything. No matter what problems we face, they take us through them all.
So if you get a chance today, send The Seeing Eye a gift to say, we appreciate you in every way, and we support you each and every day.
You can let them know that king Campbell and I sent you. If you do this, you will be helping blind people all over the United States and Canada have freedom independence and dignity.
If you want to know more please visit http://TheSeeingEye.org
My trainer, told me once when I asked him how he could stand to work with these beautiful dogs and then give them up,”why, it’s like giving the best Christmas present in the world.” I didn’t understand then, I certainly do now.
If you ever get a chance to visit the school, tell them all that King Campbell and I are as happy as can be.
Thank you for reading may harmony find you Blessid be.