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Hi Everyone, Alas, it seems as though Christmas happened so long ago, but I have to share part of mine with you. As you know, I LOVE my job. And, I do it for the joy and happiness I can give to others. Little did I know that the staff at “my” hospital loves me as much as I love them. Right before Christmas, my mom takes some of her homemade almond toffee to our favorite staff members. She always says it is from both of us, since I “helped” her make it. This year when she gave them their presents, each one had a little package for me. I have never seen so many treats, bones, toys, etc. Of course they all seemed to disappear as soon as I got home, but they do magically reappear from time to time. My mom said her bag, where she keeps all of her important things, such as baggies, handi-wipes, etc. was so heavy she could hardly carry it leaving the hospital that day. And school is going so much better. It can be confusing with all of my good dog friends and their students reading in the same room as me. But the really are helping them, and that is why we are there. One highlight of my career happened yesterday. We were winding down our visit at the hospital when a nurse pulled a little boy through the lobby in a wagon. As he went right by me, I could tell that he was a very sick little guy. His arms were both bandaged and he was somewhat restrained. I just had to go and see him. He reached his bandaged arms out to me and told me he loved me, so I gave him a big kiss. While he petted me and loved on me, there wasn’t a dry eye in the hospital lobby. My mom has said it before, she doesn’t know how I know who needs my love, but it just seems to come naturally to me. Love to all of you, Becky 32
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