To be honest, I'm now kicking myself I didn't think of something like this when I first adopted her. Really. She needed a job so badly, and I just didn't have the good sense to know how to give her one. I even considered turning her over to a police dog rescue group because they retrain shepherds like Lady and ... she really needed something to do!
Unfortunately, she's really entering the geriatric phase of a doggie's life.

Her latest: she's now having trouble with solid food. I'm taking her back to the vet Friday and am hoping it's nothing serious, but have been feeding her chicken stock, soft eggs and the like. I don't think it's her teeth because she's having no trouble with her beloved carrots

. And it's not doggie anorexia or doggie pickiness. I think it's some geriatric thing.
That said, if she passes muster Friday, I may try it as it will definitely be good for her spirits ... which would be good for her general health.
I do know I want to do something like this with my next pup. It's just too good an idea and I know it's infinitely therapeutic!
