Wednesday, November 16, 2011

It's Been A Long Time....

Melissa gave Chester his squirrel, obviously he LOVES squirrel.
(Almost as much as he loves Melissa)
It's been a long time since a TAIL has been told. We've been traveling a bit, and missed a few weeks of Pet Therapy.  Chester has missed his people and they have missed him.  Me too. 

Yesterday was Melissa day. WOOF WOOF and woot woot.  Chester could hardly wait to get down that hallway, around the corner, and into his girl's physical therapy room.  Smiles and wags abounded.  When Chester gets excited he sort of  forgets the rules~ he gives kisses before he is invited, gives hugs on laps without being asked, and moans this pathetic sound,  that is like "ah-woooo-arrrr-wooo".  Pure love, what can I say.

That's what happened when Chester saw his Melissa and Peg (superMom) and Denisha (therapist who does NOT like slobbery Chester smooches).  No manners.... just love oozing out all over.

During Melissa's physical therapy we had a blast.  Melissa had incredible throws and balance, while Chester retrieved countless tennis balls with limitless expressions and personality, barking continually because he was so excited to play ball with his girl (the entire building knew Chester was on site.)

A few times, the poor guy got distracted during retrieving, like when he passed a pile of toys--- he just could not help himself, the smells were too yummy, and the toys too inviting....and he dropped the fly-ball,  sauntered 'n sniffed. Melissa laughed so hard she fell into her therapist's arms....and once again laughter filled the room. Eventually Chester returned.  Peg put her thankful arms around her daughter's best friend,  bear-hugging and snuggling the goofy pup.  Moms need pet-therapy too.

Melissa tried this new exercise position.  It's hard to explain.  Let's just say she did an incredible job making a bridge for Chester to jump over or go under.  Melissa chose OVER.  I had visions of flattened cubscouts dancing in my head. But, if Melissa wanted over, over it would be!  I commanded Chester O-VER.  Not a problem.  He sailed over Melissa's amazing bridge position, with room to spare, (which made me wonder a bit about that squished cub scout...and what Chester may have been thinking?...hmmm).

And then....this is very cool.  Melissa walked down the hallway, the entire hallway, with no crutches to support her, only the railing & Chester's leash.   There are two places on the hallway where Melissa has to pass by open doorways, nothing to hold on to.  No railing, no crutch, nothing.  Just air.....and Chester.

Denisha (non-dog-kissing-PT) said Melissa made her best steps ever.  We all cheered, but Chester stayed steady by his buddy. Denisha went on to say she felt Melissa's huge success was because her focus was on walking her golden friend not on herself, or the fear & anxiety that come with nothing to hold on to.    I mean really, how cool is that?

I'm so thankful.  I love these days.  These moments. Melissa. Peg.  Goofy-God-gifted-Goldens. Even no-dog-smooch-Denisha. :-)
Makes me cry happy tears.  Good therapy for us all.

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