Today while I was setting up my porch, I was thinking about treats and tricks. I do often get dog cookies as treats when I am learning my skills (some of you think of them as tricks… but they become very important after I graduate because of how essentially helpful they are). Back to the cookies- wouldn’t it be great if the Girl Scouts sold some Fenway (the Dog) dog cookies to commemorate the 100th anniversaries of both the Girl Scouts and Fenway Park? What a great way to celebrate dogs, service and America’s most beloved ballpark (and my first fundraising idea). Dogs really need cookies too. I probably would like the peanut butter ones best if I had to eat the regular ones.
By the way, I think I am just going to dress up as myself on Monday: everyone seems to love my cape, and it makes me feel like a superhero.
Fenway the Dog
Maybe I should start with something smaller? Part of my training includes being exposed to different settings people, smells… and yes, oversized temptations. It is important when I become a service dog and am working, that I am able to focus on my job. Yes, I do have play time too.
Speaking of playtime, I am too young to have experienced it- but I heard that halloween is a time when you can be whatever you want to be and it’s ok. Someone told me to fly my freak flag- I don’t know what that is, but I think I won’t do that this year. I welcome suggestions or pictures from other dogs and graduates. I was thinking about my brother Finnegan (who wrote the other day, thank you pup bro, bropup). After hearing about your “boneless” nick name, might I suggest that you be something both lovable and without a backbone? So (during one of my breaks), I first thought of an otter, or a lawyer. But then, I thought a little more… Googled otters … and sure enough, even though they are cute, playful and seem lovable, they do have bones like all mammals… and lawyers. I really think lawyers are important and wonderful- just couldn’t resist the obvious joke.
Just one more piece of substance today, relating to Canine Companions. Having a loving, helpful and attentive service dog paired with our graduates makes life better for them. Maybe every day is not as fun as halloween is, but it certainly helps to soften the interaction between the outside world. I know for many of you single people, we are often used as pick-up partners. Same concept, just more substance.
thanks for reading,
Fenway the Dog
Well, it certainly has been a month full of excitement. I am really glad that I visited Fenway Park before the fall… and before THE FALL. Even though it was my first time to the ballpark last month, I felt sunny and optimistic about the season- but that’s just me- sunny and optimistic. Perhaps I was feeling the excitement about becoming the official service dog of the Red Sox- yeah, that was it. Certainly I will not get traded, take another job, or drink any beer. I can’t make any promises about eating chicken. I still don’t get what’s so bad about chicken when I have heard about chewing tobacco and bubble gum (both so bad for your teeth). Bones, that’s what I recommend- nothing takes the edge off of a rough day like kicking back and chewing on a bone. That will brighten your smile, and doesn’t leave a mess behind.
Anyway, I am far away from all of that baseball drama trying to focus on my training. I am living with my Canine Companions for Independence (CCI) puppy raisers; they are awesome. I start here, learning basic skills, and then will be able to (hope) move on to the next level and enter training to become a service dog. That is a great deal of pressure; but, being a puppy, I don’t feel it at all. Also, I will soon be able to make some visits back into the city. I hope to make my first official venture a trip to the Red Sox Foundation’s Home Base Program around Veterans’ Day. I love that it is on 11.11.11 this year!
Better go. I think my writer’s block might be lifting- so, stay tuned for more frequent posts.
Love, Fenway the Dog