Lydia, the therapy-dog-in-training, came by at dinnertime today.
We tried to convince her to abandon her humanitarian mission in life and become a somewhat poorly trained suburban dog here at the Lee/Martin household. (Lots of treats! Begging at the table! Allowed to nap on the couch!)
She demurred. She’s going to go the whole way! First stop, puppy training. Next stop, full therapy training school! She reminded me so much of baby Ruby. Made my heart break and sing at the same time…