I’ve had all kinds of experiences with dogs, but Red is another dimension for me in the human animal bond. My wonderful dog Rose was all business,  she was loyal but tough and I loved that about her. She never learned how to cuddle or was interested in. Dogs enter our lives at different times for different reasons and she was so much the dog I needed then, and that is so of Red know. When I was sick Rose would patiently went for me to get moving, she did not hang around much until work resumed.

Red has taken my sickness very seriously. At night, he usually sleeps in his crate, since I got sick he has been lying by the bedside on the floor. When I toss or turn or get up in the night, he is always awake, starting up at me. When I lie down in the daytime I let him come up onto the bed and he lies near me, watching me.

I wanted you to share what I see when I wake up, some things are better seen than described, it is healing for sure, I smile and it is comforting to reach out and touch him. Red is absolutely still he does not move or seek attention or stir in any way. He never disturbs me or reacts to my feverish mumblings or shaking and coughing.He is as serious as he is sweet and I always tell him to relax, not to worry so much. Karen Thompson that that even though Red was brutally treated in Ireland, he never stopped trusting people, and I think he has the special gift of empathy, dogs, like donkeys smell and sense our feelings, our illnesses.

I feel something coming from him, I think he is a mystical dog, a spirit dog, we are soul-connected. I am seeing firsthand -this is a great trial – how good a therapy dog he could be. I’m not sure I want to do that again, but I think Red is pulling me there, perhaps that is why he has come. Perhaps that is why I finally got Lyme Disease.