Most Wednesday nights my brother Nanuq and I spend our time at a local state psychiatric hospital. One of their employees met us at the Blackstone Arts and Crafts Festival where my brother and I spent the weekend being petted by everyone who needed "furry friend" attention. She asked if we would serve as therapy dogs for their facility. My mom filled out all the paperwork and sent them the verification for our certifications and we were quickly approved.
Each time we arrive we are excited to see our new friends. There are so many needs among this group; each person is special and unique. Sometimes it takes a while for my friends to realize we are there to help them, however, my brother Nanuq smiles with what Samoyed owners refer to as "a sammy smile" and I howl in my native malamute language and they just can not resist.
Our visits are never the same and lives are always touched and changed. The staff and doctors, as well as our parents stand amazed each week as they witness GOD use us. As therapy dogs we visit many different facilities, but this one has become our favorite, because the needs are so great.
The diversity of people and needs in psychiatric facilities seems to scare some therapy dog owners and other humans, too. Nanuq and I are thankful our parents heard and accepted GOD's call to enter without fear into a place of great need. We are both honored to have been chosen by the staff and doctors as therapy dogs for their facility. We take great pride in serving this community of hurting people.
Woofs and Wags,