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Sunday, November 4 2001

Dog lovers

After working for three years with my guide dog Lucky, I am convinced more than ever that we are a nation of dog lovers. I could count on one hand the times people have acted negatively to Lucky. On the other hand, I could write a book about the positive comments and reactions to him. Some have been amusing. Many have been complimentary, and a few have been sad.

Part of my training with Lucky was to walk with him in Manhattan. While working our way through a crowded area on Lexington Avenue, Lucky goosed a lady with his nose. She quickly turned and showed a big grin when she saw Lucky. She took Lucky's head in her hands, bent down and kissed him on the nose. Several months later, while coming out of church, Lucky goosed another lady. By this time, I had a sign on Lucky's harness saying, "Ignore Me" to keep people from interfering with him. When the lady read the sign, she turned to me and said, "I am ignoring him. I wish he would ignore me." She said it with a smile on her face.

People are always commenting on Lucky's good looks. Women will often say, "You are a beautiful guy." I keep telling Pat that some time I am going to respond by saying, "Thank you. What do you think of my dog?" Everyone seems to remember Lucky's name and they talk to him as though I weren't even there. I think I am getting a complex.

One day while I was seated on a bench in the Logan Valley Mall and Lucky was lying at my feet, an elderly couple came up to me and it was obvious they were both crying.

Through the tears, they managed to tell me that their 14-year-old black Lab had died two weeks before. Many other people have come up to me with sad stories about their dead or dying pet. I have noted that it is usually the elderly who unabashedly shed tears while telling me about their deceased pet. Their stories sometimes bring tears to my eyes.

I dread the thought of ever losing Lucky. He sleeps by my bed and goes with me everywhere. I believe I will give him an extra hug tonight.


SWAT team

A police recruit was asked during the exam, "What would you do if you had to arrest your own mother?"

He said, "Call for backup.

—Sent by Joe Pelayo


Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
and Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;
To be understood, as to understand;
To be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive—
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

—St. Francis of Assisi (1181-1226)

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