Blogger Dodger? Yes,!
Let me explain. You know the grief tunnel many people talk about? You know the one where entering is dark and dismal and you are lost, often misdirected by false glimmers only to trip on some crack falling and rolling down to where you started?
Yup. Been like this since last March — saying goodbye to Bailey, my second guide dog.
The experience meant I avoided sharing how I felt until the real light came into view and I stepped into the warm, healing sunshine. This means no more blog dodging or dodging why I retreated from life for a while.
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Now that I’ve explained, I am also cautiously excited to share my third guide dog, whose name I will not share yet, is coming with his guide dog mobility instructor, or GDMI, on May 15 for ten days of training.
That’s right, these creaky joints will be thumping along beside a dog once again and I am fortunate to be able bodied enough to accomplish the task at home where I’ve lived for only 18 months. Jerry will be thrilled as will our pet dog, May.
The name reveal will be announced on Facebook.
Jerry has already started asking questions. When can I pet the dog? Will I be able to play with the dog? It’s been a long time since training with Bailey. It’s been a long time since the new guide dog protocols have been followed
I will need to assume the drill sergeant Mr. Pipp once again like I mentioned in my memoir, Follow Your Dog a Story of Love and Trust😉
Here’s to a warm and blessed Spring 🕊️