I met Miss Rosie, a Springer Spaniel, about 8 years ago in
dog class, back when my Newfoundland Chance was just a youngin’. Rosie’s owner at the time went unnoticed by
me as it is rare that when I see a dog so well behaved and so beautiful that I
take notice of the owner. Oh sure I may give a quick glance their way but I
don’t take in that mental image of them until I actually talk with them for a
while but I will remember the dog!
I am generally in awe of the whole picture
because I know such a dog is devoted to its owner and the owner devoted to its
dog.
I've seen plenty of Springer’s over the years, but none
quite like Rosie, and to a dog trainer Rosie was the perfect dog to have
around. She did not react over the other
dog’s antics in class; she remained calm, cool, and collected no matter what
doggie chaos was going on around her. She was the dog that any trainer would
want to have around when trying to work with those silly barking, snarling, and
lunging dogs because she emitted a calm silence with a twist of grace to those
dogs that were fearful of the world around them. She lead other dogs in a way
that showed them comfort and nurturing without making a big fuss about it.
In a sense Rosie had her very own dog class in her daily life which were family or friends to her. Some would stay for a couple weeks others for life and she made each of
them feel welcome in her country home just as a good host would do, a skill
that some humans lack.
To know Rosie was to love her, there was no way around
it!
As a therapy dog Rosie could calm the nervous soul,
patiently await the slow hand, and suture the core of a broken heart. Rosie will be greatly missed here on earth by many,
but she will be greeted with loving paws by all those therapy dogs that passed before her.
Rest peacefully Rosie girl, we were blessed to have had you with
us.
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