
Hi there, I am HAPPY …..well Happy is my name if you are wondering…and well I guess my little Missy named me that b'coz I seemed to look like a very happy puppy from the time I was born. I belong to a family of Champion Retrievers. And I have heard my humans say that my great grand father was a royal treat to look at and my Missy stresses that I too have borrowed some of those royalties. I have a nice golden coat and the right measurements to easily qualify for any dog show anywhere.
But sadly for me I guess there had been something wrong in my genetics coz I just don't even want to try to get a full array of medals like my predecessors. And I'll tell you why… there is this hospital for kids next to my home. It's a specialty hospital for children with some huge illness. Small children with huge illness, doesn't that sound quite unfair. In my doggy heart it does feel quite unfair!!!
My little Missy seems to have a huge heart. A little girl with a huge heart….ok now that's not unfair…that's a blessing….anyways as I mentioned…the specialty hospital….well one day my Missy went to that place for a visit and as always I went along too.
The hospital was beautiful…not scary like the one I am taken to for my shots. This was a very friendly colorful place and u know what…even the doctors and nurses wore dresses with pictures of my favorite cartoons. There was a Pooh bear nurse…and even a Micky mouse Doc. …hmm wonder if I can get my shots there too….
Oh…back to my topic…there was a doctor who took me and my Missy to meet the little patients staying there. All most all of them seemed to welcome me around. And oh my little doggy heart did go out to all of them.
I felt good in those little hands touching my nose, touching my ears…those little bodies which were withering in pain seemed to have a glow on their beautiful faces when they hugged me. I just couldn't stop loving them. If only they understood my doggy thoughts … woof!
My doggy heart wanted to play in leaps and bounds with those kids…and I guess my tail forgot how to stop wagging!!! I almost even forgot that my little Missy was even there.
Going back home was a tough thing … and that was a surprising doggy feeling coz I had never felt like this before.
After being there that one day I always long to go back again. It felt good in a very doggy way to bring a smile to my fellow humans face…
And now I sit wondering, how do I let my little Missy know that's what I want to do. I want to be with those kids and bring a smile to their face instead of being a champion dog in some boring dog show!
But I don't know how to make my Missy understand my wish.
Can anyone tell me how can I put-up my doggy thoughts across to my fellow humans? …hmm…wonder if those doctors would let me have a cartoon belt for working there…whine…
Posted at 12:13 pm by
pooja_praveen
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