Well, today was a day to renew meeting friends–some new and some from former days.
We learned about two or three weeks ago, that our guide dog, Barclay, had been placed with a woman from the Denver area. Through GDF we were able to contact her and arrange for a visit at her home as we travelled through to Denver. Barbara is 80 years old but looks to be in really good health. She had lost her sight in one eye and had poor vision in the other. She had previously had a guide dog that was older and was difficult to work. She applied to GDF and was matched with Barclay. She loves Barclay and she commented that he is very serious about his work. We arrived at her house around 11am. Rang the door bell and heard Barclay barking and coming to the door. When Barbara opened the door and Barclay had a chance to sniff us, he went berzerk. We would like to think that he recognized our smell after all of these months (he left us in January) and was real glad to see us. Barbara confided that he never greets people like he did you guys. She believed that he did indeed remember us and our smell. Here are a few pictures of that initial greeting.
Quincy and Barclay also got a chance to greet and while Barclay held his own, it was obvious that this puppy was annoying. But does anyone think they look anything alike? Barclay’s hair has turned a little more reddish like a traditional yellow lab. But the face looks a lot like Quincy.
Then we took Barclay out to meet Quincy. They had a very active greeting but got along well. It was great to see them together having fun.
Then it was puppy picture time. They pose together well don’t you think. Which one is which?
And we had to have some pictures with the handlers (parents). It’s not easy getting two dogs to pose for family pictures.
We wished Barbara well and headed to our next stop. It was great to see her and Barclay and know that he was in good hands and she was certainly in good hands as well. Bless them both. Good boy Bark! Oh, one other thing. I was telling Barbara that I had some nicknames for Barclay. While we were setting in her front room with Barclay at my feet, I said “For example, I would say “Hey Fark, lets go out for a busy”. Well, Barclay got right up and headed for the door. We all laughed.
Our next visit was to the Robbs, former neighbors in Flat Rock who moved to Colorado two years ago.