I got to go on a visit. It was a nice place. Very big. Lots of hallways and good smells. Like popcorn. I love popcorn. Almost as much as tennis balls, but not quite as much.
Mom took me to a room with a very nice lady. She had treats. She petted me and petted me and told me I was a nice looking boy. She told me stories about the dogs she had and her childhood.
I liked her and I think she liked me. Mom said we could come back next Saturday. I would like that. And I hope her treat jar is full!
Then Mom told me there is another lady I get to visit. I wonder if she has a treat jar too?
These are the stories of Stanford, a beautiful Golden Retriever, who has to work for his kibbles! He is my son's faithful service dog. Enjoy the antics of this wonderful partnership as they grow and learn together!
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