At the Memory Center
I thought it might be time for a new Maizie story.😊 (Livee X Blue 02.28.12)
My mother is 95—almost 96. To say that Maizie adores her is an understatement! Whenever we bring my mom to our house, we have to put Maizie out in the backyard and seat Mom in a chair so that mom is in a stable place before we let Maizie in to greet her! The greeting (crying with excitement, whining, nibbling on Mom’s hands) goes on for a full 5 minutes until we tell Maizie that’s enough! Mom always says, “I wish everybody was this happy to see me!”
Last summer, we moved Mom from Independent Living to Memory Care in the same facility. On a long day of packing her former apartment, we needed to eat dinner. Mom was hungry, and so were we….and we had Maizie with us all day. (We brought Maizie’s food) Where can we go nearby where Maizie would be welcome? Jerry went down to the restaurant in the building my mother lives in. He told the Maitre d’, “We would like to eat here. It’s been a long day for us all, but we have our dog with us. Is she welcome here?” The astute Maitre d’ looked at Jerry with a gleam in her eye but in a serious tone slowly asked him this question, “Can you say she is a Service Dog?” Jerry picked up on that! He and the Maitre d’ communicated with their eyes! Jerry recited back, “Yes—I can say She is a Service Dog!”
We seated ourselves with Maizie—against a window, away from other guests in the restaurant. We kept her on a short leash. She stayed lying down….although inching herself under the table in hopes of spillage! She was a good girl. Her only faux pas was a short bark at a new couple who walked in the door! Yes, we can say: SHE IS A SERVICE DOG!
Love from Linda, Jerry, Maizie and Grandma (as Maizie knows her)
Thank you for sharing this story with us. We think you have done amazing this with this fabulous girl. Maybe we ought to mention this now, Maize shares the exact same lineage as Gabriel (our Russian Connection).