Friday, 15 February 2013

Response 2: The proudest day of my life

We are all born for greatness, I more than others I think.  My training started when I was just two and now at the grand old age of six I have been working for two years.  The day I got my tabard was the second proudest day of my life.  I strut around wearing it feeling like the best dog in the world.

I am a seeing dog for the blind.  The proudest day of my life came when I did something nobody, let alone me knew I could do.  The fire was searing hot.  I gave my signal bark but he was unconscious, overcome by the smoke.  I lifted the receiver and pressed 999 then went back to him.  I knew I had to get out of there, but not on my own!

Two weeks later, my owner fully recovered, I stand and await my gold medal for bravery.

1 comment:

  1. Nice story and its stories like this that we hear all the time. A man’s best and loyal friend.