George the Dog
George Washington – The Dog
George is my beautiful 7 year old male, Golden Retriever. He accompanies me a few times a week to my on-site shifts. He has many different names on site like, Georges (French accent), Jorge (Mexican accent), and the notorious GW. We all get big laughs from this! While he is not a certified therapy dog, he gives large doses of therapy through companionship and unconditional love to our clientele. These visits are the highlight of his week BY FAR and often are for the clients as well.
George knows it’s go time. Every. Time. Perhaps puppy intuition? I dunno. He stays attached at my heels and looks up at me with those big browns and waits for me to say, “you wanna go see the guys?” And there’s no going back from those words. Literally. As we approach SCHC, he talks to me – almost like he’s saying “hurry up lady!” I open the door to my truck, he jumps out with puppy enthusiasm and races to the door! Tail wagging, ears perked, and big smiles. He’s usually met with bacon or sausage or someone has bought him treats.
There are many special times where George makes a deep impact. You know the one where you can see it, you can feel it, and it’s almost mesmerizing. For instance last week, we are in group, but on break. George leans gently on one mans legs and tosses his head-up looking into that man’s eyes and then snuggles his nose on the man’s lap, under his arm. New to SCHC, this client’s eyes begin misting, indicating the vulnerability we often see in new clients . He looks at me as he chokes up a bit and says “thank-you. I need this right now – I need him.” He goes on to tell me that he has PTSD and dogs help him immensely. He then embraces George with depth and love. I saw the affect George had on him and, as always, it’s an amazing, heartwarming moment to be a part of.
George literally has his own fans. Long after our clients have bid their adieus, they text me “How’s George doing?” or “I miss him!” As well, they send me the photos they took with him. We often joke that George’s D.O.C. (drug of choice) is bacon and getting petted. Some soft humour in some difficult times. He most surely has the love to give and the time to share it. It’s no wonder he’s thought of often. He is, in fact, just one of the guys.