Showing posts with label Charlie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charlie. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Charlie. The dog knows.

There is more than one reason to have a dog.

Charlie.
He has been acting a little different lately. He chooses not to go outside with me to do chores in the morning. He insists on staying in the house near hubby. He insists on getting up into the hospital bed with him during hubby's naps.

Does he like that situation much better than going out and smelling things? Or does he know that his master is not well.


When Charlie was under a year old, my MIL entered a nursing home. Charlie was allowed to go see her on a regular basis. He'd sit on her bed quietly while she petted him. In the hallway as we'd walk in or out residences would ask to pet him. Since he is only 7 inches tall, I'd lift him up so people could pet him.

Charlie would wag his tail furiously and make little soft noises. Sometimes a resident would give Charlie a ride in their wheelchair. Charlie would sit quietly and proudly as if he was a tiny king.

Charlie's nursing home visits stopped with Covid. I asked about going once more and since my MIL was no longer a resident [she died during Covid], they wanted Charlie to be a licensed Canine Good Citizen.

Poor Charlie. Sit, stay, down, are not in his vocabulary. 

Waggy Tails, Grunting with Pleasure, Wiggling, and being absolutely Cute are his strong points. Being silent and snuggling up to people are another.

Charlie now greets the hospice people with Wiggling and Happy Grunting [his Pekinese mom grunts with pleasure].
He will sit on his chair and take in all the conversation between Hospice and hubby.

When hubby gets his sponge bath, Charlie has to sit on the bed and oversee the process. He lays on the end of the bed and watches. Still as a statue.

Lately he is spending more time watching hubby. His every move is followed. Normally Charlie will take his place on the couch or his chair in the eating area and snooze while keeping a sleepy eye on the activity in the house.

Now he follows the wheelchair everywhere. 

I'd say that he is an exceptional Emotional Support Dog. Does he know what he is doing? Probably not. 

I looked up Emotional Support Dog and was surprised at how easy it is to get an animal certified without any special training.   Hmmmm.

That aside. Charlie knows.
He knows that one of his people needs his warm little body next to his and that somehow it makes that person feel better.

Seven years ago I brought home this funky little puppy and my husband said, "Well, what is he good for?" I handed the pup to my husband and he snuggled right in and made himself at home.

Indeed, what is he good for?


Charlie, you do not need a letter or a certification. We now know your purpose. 

And it is appreciated.