I went to the eye doctor's office to have my eyes checked and the waiting room was packed full, with people of almost every description. It was at this time my eye caught sight of a terrific little guy sitting patiently on his Dad's lap. After a conversation with the gentleman named Gil, I found out that his handsome little dog was very particular about who petted him. Only people who have a deep abiding love for animals was welcome to touch his brow. I felt quite privileged to be among that group. It was then I found out that poor Sam (the dog) was going to have to go to boarders while the family went to Daytona. Now they usually took Sam because they had cabins that allowed pets. But alas, all the cabins were full and there was no room in the inn for Sam. This time the family would have to go alone. Sam looked out of the fence and wished he had gone to Daytona so he could romp and play with the kids, Devin and Dylan. Instead, he just had to wait, but he remembered how much fun they had on the beach and he just knew they would miss him. What a downer this vacation turned out to be. Now Sam had a few weeks to worry about his folks. Who was going to protect them? That was his job. He was so sad and depressed but he hoped his folks were having a good time. One day at the boarders he came upon a newspaper and lo and behold there was his picture and beneath it was a poem. He sat very still so as to not disturb. His manners were impeccable so superb. But let me tell you not a thing did he miss. Not even when I threw him a kiss. The waiting room was full of patients. Some with serious complications, Wheel chairs, walkers and of course canes. And elderly folks with hideous varicose veins. Sam was a pure gentleman it would seem. He held each person in high esteem. Most of all I enjoyed this little man. "I would love to pet him if I can." His owner nodded and gave his consent. I eagerly pet Sam he seemed so content. I knew at once this was a terrific fellow. When he licked my hand I turned to jello. After he read it, he just felt so warm (What you didn't know that dogs could read? My you have been really living a sheltered life.) Anyway, the poem made him feel like he had met a friend who really understood how he felt. Some day he would get a chance to meet her again. After all, it isn't everyday that a lady pets you on the nose.

© Carol Oliver

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