[FlDebra]

I have been going back and forth to the hospital a lot lately as my dad just had heart surgery. Other than kids, grand and great-grand kids, the only thing he has asked about are his dogs. He and my mom have Papillions and dachshunds. One of the Papillions is his "baby" named Sparkles. We had told him when he was allowed in a wheelchair we would wheel him down to the front door and bring his baby to him.

Yesterday when I was visiting, there was a lady doing just that with her little Yorkie. She was a tiny one, cute as can be and you could tell they were both so glad to see each other. I stopped to talk with them a little. The lady's friend/family member had brought up the lady's yorkie as soon as she could get out of the room. We talked a little about how much good it does them both and how much they miss each other.

I hope if I have to go in the hospital someone will do that for me!

One more hospital story. When we were leaving the other day a poor little beagle was wandering lost and forlorn in the parking lot. The hospital is on a very busy street and we were afraid she would get out in traffic. She had a collar with a tag. We found a security man and he called his supervisor to tell him. He told him to go ahead and get the dog and they would call the humane society. He wound up having to get on his golf cart to get her but we watched and he coaxed her into it with him. You could tell he had a good heart and was genuinely worried about her too. That felt good! Hope they find her owner.