When John and I set out in 2005 to bring another Lab into our life after our chocolate Lab Cassie passed away, it was my hope my new Lab, Kylie, would become a therapy dog. As it would turn out, as many of you know, Frankie became my therapy dog instead. Kylie wasn’t meant to be one… or so I thought until recently.
I’d often think that if people would just come to our home, Kylie would offer love to those who need it. She does not like getting in the car. She does not like to be outside of her territory as it makes her anxious. Though she has gotten somewhat better at this when we have to make trips to the vet. She can also be a bit skittish if approached too quickly or if she senses someone is afraid of dog’s. Kylie also seems to be quite the homebody and loves her own home and space.
Early last week I shared that we took in my friend, Cassy who is going through a big transition right now. Years ago we fixed up our lower level which is about 1,100 square feet. It was our family room for many years as well as another room that served as my craft/workout/catch-all room. There is also a bathroom with a whirlpool tub. Plans were to also add a bar, in a small area small we laid down linoleum. That that never happened. We also have not really used the lower level for quite a few years.
With Cassy needing a place to stay as she moves through her transition it felt like the right thing to do to offer her part of our home. As she moved in, we added a small bar sink and some cabinets, (which we tend to have handy since John is a carpenter), and now the lower level is complete with a small kitchenette. The craft room became her bedroom and the family room became her living room/art studio.
While the living space is a wonderful place for a young woman to bloom, it is nurturing and love that helps one’s petals to start to feel secure in unfolding. This is where Kylie has taken it upon herself to be there for Cassy in her own, unique way. I can’t tell you how this makes my heart stir with joy.
Cassy didn’t grow up with a dog so she has had to get used to Kylie, as well as, Joie. But something beautiful seems to be happening between Cassy and Kylie. There is this connection that only the two of them can know. Cassy is learning how to be around dog’s and Kylie is finding her way in being a therapy dog in the way that works best for her.
Watching Kylie step up to the plate, offering her support unconditionally to Cassy, has this “dog mama” so proud of her. As Cassy grows in new ways finding her full, authentic self, so does Kylie. A friendship that no doubt will leave a lasting impact on both their heart’s… as well as mine.
I never imagined all the blessing’s that would come our way having Cassy live with us. To know she has given Kylie a “job” she really seems to be enjoying, as well as a friendship that continues to deepen, is just another blessing that I feel so honored to watch unfold. Ok, I must sign off now and go hug that big ol’ bear of mine, Kylie!
