And the Boy Who Had Never Walked a Dog
My name is Dexter.
And I’m very excited because today I have a really big job to do.
I’m going to meet my new friend Nathan.
He’s ten years old, and he’s never walked a dog before.
I’ve been training for this my whole life.
I was only eight weeks old when a volunteer took me home to start teaching me how to be a very good boy.
I learned to sit.
And then I learned really hard things, like how to work in a hospital with my mom, Christy.
I use my badge to open the doors there.
And I teach my new friends all about how the doctors can help them get better.
Today, I’m visiting Nathan on the eighth floor of my hospital — Children’s Memorial Hermann.
He had an operation yesterday, and today he needs to spend time with a friend.
That means me. Because I am a boy’s best friend.
But back to Nathan.
Before his operation, Nathan’s muscles were very tight, and he had trouble opening his hands.
So he’s never been able to hold a leash, like the blue and yellow one I wear.
But his operation helped loosen his muscles. So today is a whole new world for Nathan!
His mom helped him grab onto my leash, and I walked right next to him.
We went all the way to a playroom filled with toys.
I wanted to play with them, but I’m a very good boy, so I focused on Nathan instead.
Nathan pet my ears.
And my paws.
I licked his hand.
When he smiled at me, I think it was the happiest I’ve ever been.
My tail couldn’t stop wagging.
Nathan couldn’t stop giggling.
And my mom said, “You’re a very good boy, Dexter.”