I’ve been flat out on the couch since Friday evening. Not where I want to be with this gorgeous summer weather we’re experiencing here in western Massachusetts. I don’t know what hit me. Friday morning, I went kayaking with a friend. My first time out this season. The weather was perfect, blue sky and sunshine. Not too hot – and no humidity. We had the lake to ourselves. We had a great time.
By 3:00 PM , my throat started to clog, and by 6 PM, I had no voice. Then the rest of it hit: sore throat, cough, total body ache and joint pain. So, I’ve been doing what I need to do. Drink plenty of fluids, and rest, rest, rest.
Dear sweet Annie, Lily, and King have been so terrific. So perceptive. They know what I need from them is their special brand of canine comfort. All three of them have been lying on the floor right up against the couch where I’m resting. Right there for me to pet them. They make no demands. They clearly would rather be with me than outside hunting on their hill. (Their usual occupation when not fullfilling their therapy dog duties, or out for walks with me.)
There’s nothing like canine comfort. Therapy dogs begin their work at home!