Despite being a military brat (and moving every couple of years), I was fortunate to have puppies/dogs in
my life at various times growing up. Plus most of my siblings have dogs. Due to a variety of issues,
we've never taken the puppy plunge ourself ... although my youngest son Kyle had asked about getting a dog.
One of his baseball teammates has raised a puppy for Guide Dogs for the Blind
here's the local Boulder chapter.
The Mom is an enthusiastic advocate for the program (she's on her 3rd puppy!) and described how you
get an 8-week old puppy, raise it for a year (lots of training!), and then you have to give it back (sob/cry/sob/cry) ...
and it goes to "Doggie University" for several months, and if it does well, is then paired with a
Kyle was excited to do this ... even after I asked/said a bazillion times if he was going to step up to do
the work associated with raising a puppy, especially one that requires extra training. Her assured me he'd
try his best, so I said "OK" ... and then after some "discussion" (not everyone else in the family was as gung-ho! ;-),
we attended some meetings, had our house inspected, and upon returning from a week long trip to California,
drove straight from the airport to pick up Bliss. She's one of 4 puppies from the same litter - they named 'em all starting with "B." Bliss was born on June 13th, 2018 - more info here.
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