With each birthday and Christmas my parents asked me what I wanted and as far back as I can recall. My one desire was to have a dog. My criteria for this dog were very specific, a pure black lab, male puppy. After years of begging and pleading, the day finally came when I was 15 years old. After a two hour drive we arrived at the breeder and the puppy that I had dreamed of caught my eye. In what seemed like a sea of jumping, rollicking ball of black fur he stood out, I knew he was the one. What set him apart was his calm demeanor. As he grew I bonded with him and realized Skip wasn’t your ordinary dog. While most people gush over puppies the compliments for Skip went beyond that. I was finally convinced we needed to do something as team when visiting the Vets office for his check up, they all commented that he was an animal that needed to be shared with others.
After reading a newspaper article about therapy dogs supported by the Delta Society/Pet Partners I registered Skip to be tested and he passed. Skip and I were now members of Delta Society/Pet Partners and I could begin to share him with others. It has been over a year and a half since the first time I shared Skip with others. The feeling I experience hasn’t changed since the first time I saw him bring smiles to others.