Four years?

 "Blessings crown the head of the righteous..."
 Prov 10:6a

 It hardly seems possible that Wednesday May 20 marks the fourth year since I graduated training with my beloved service dog Cyrus. He has enhanced my life in so many ways. He'll fetch things that I drop, triggers automatic door buttons, and barks if I'm in a jam. If I fall over to the side, he'll come beside me and stand perfectly still while I use his back to help push myself back up. He's company when I'm home alone, and an alarm system as he starts barking anytime someone comes to the door!


Walk between the raindrops
Are you comfy Cyrus?
Not only does he help me substantially both at home and in the community, but he gives me so much joy and laughter. He's such a little clown!! I can't help but laugh as he rolls around on his back on the floor or in the yard. Sometimes he'll just lay there and wag his tail on his back, look at you and sneeze.

My Cyrus has blessed my life in so many ways. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat. I learn so much just by watching my little one. His trust, his, love, his contentment with life even if it's just laying at my feet. For me, four years seems impossible and yet it feels like he's always been around, always been a part of me. Every morning to wake up to a wet nose in my face and every night going to sleep with my foot or my leg against his side listening for that sweet sigh of contentment from my baby boy

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