Mr. Drew learning new stuff
The definition of winning
Most of the time my sweet Mr. Drew spends time learning to avoid bossy little black dogs. He spends the rest of his
time learning to run and learning to be part of his new family.
Great learning days for us all are the days we visit Stacey
at the Morton Apostolic Christian Home, oddly enough in Morton.
This week Drew learned that the woman waving the plastic guitar has surprisingly good aim for a blind woman, he learned
He learned that Miss Molly can be nice just not to him.
Doug (my invisible husband) learned that he can’t sit on the beds because of germs but Mr. Drew can lie down,
shed and slobber anywhere he wants since he must have no germs.
The nurses learned that if they keep treats in their desk they need to shut the drawer. Even the top one if Drew is
in the house.
For those of us who train to compete, even infrequently, I learned that sometimes winning has many definitions:
sitting and lifting a huge paw ever so gently to shake a frail timid hand
Is more important than a MACH.
a wagging tail and a happy face brings more joy than
A Finished Champion
bringing even the faintest smile to a special face
Makes finishing first at a trial a distant second in life.