One of my resolutions for 2008 was seeing about getting me and Murph involved in a pet therapy program. Well, recent developments have certainly seen to it that this resolution will be kept this year.
A Family Affair
Not only is Murphy going to be involved with the pet therapy project, but so are Mr. Meow and Tabby. And the person we’re going to concentrate our therapeutic energies on is my mom, who in addition to her dementia was also recently diagnosed with lung cancer.
Grandma Dorothy Moves In
On Wednesday March 19 I flew to Denver. My mom had been discharged just the day before after a six day hospital stay. I didn’t know what to expect when I got there, and I never dreamed that just the very next day we’d be discussing moving her back with me. But that’s what had to happen. And did.
My mom worried the “animules” (as we like to call them) wouldn’t like her, but when we arrived this past Sunday, March 30 she was instantly smothered with kitty hugs and puppy dog kisses.
Pets Are the Best Medicine
The pneumonia’s still hanging on, the lung cancer won’t be cured overnight, but her depression has certainly been cured.
How can it not when Tabby’s her new snuggle goodnight buddy and the rest of us come in to greet her in the mornings? And then there’s Murph’s walks which she loves going on, and more buddy time when we’re on the couch and Tabby claims her lap as a perch.
The walks are good for both her legs and lungs, and the petting of the animules is perhaps the best thing around. She laughs at Murph and all the friends he meets on his walks and it melts her heart when the cats purr contentedly as she strokes them. Who can’t help but feel better being the recipient of all that unconditional love?
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