My name is Rosie and I’m the cute blond in the photo above, where I’m with my best friend Bella, the black Labrador. Bella and I both go and visit human people who like animals and who will benefit from a little canine company. We’re very friendly dogs and love nothing more than to make humans smile!
Bella and I live with our own humans (who we call Mum and Dad). We know when we are going out to work because on those days, after our walk and breakfast, Mum takes us outside and gives us a good brush down. Sometimes we go out to work together but most often one of us goes out with Mum and the other stays home with Dad and gets an extra walk.
Today it’s my turn to go out to see our friends (sometimes called clients) and I feel very excited and leap into the car ready for a sing along on our way to our first visit. I’m never quite sure who we’re going to see until the car stops and the door opens and I can have a good sniff and think ah, here we are.
Our first visit today is at a big house called a care home for elderly humans. We go into the sitting room where there are lots of people who seem very pleased to see me. They pat my head and I let them stroke my ears and if they’re really nice I put my head on their knees and gaze up at them so they can see how beautiful my eyes and nose are. This sort of behaviour seems to make the humans smile and that makes me happy too.
Then we jump back into the car and head off again. Next we arrive at a place I know well and we go into a room to see just one human man who always smiles and makes a fuss of me and gives me a little treat to eat, so I lie down at his feet and keep them warm.
After that Mum and I go for a little walk so that I get some fresh air and a drink of water to keep me comfortable and then back in the car for a few minutes and I yawn and have a little doze until the next stop. Here we go into a very big house and see lots of different humans who all seem happy to see me, so I wag my tail lots and they smile and pat me even more. Then we go into some smaller rooms to see the humans who like to lie down on things called beds. I can tell they like to stroke me too so if I can I put my head near to them so that they can feel my ears, which humans say are very soft. Sometimes as well as the elderly human clients there are other people called carers and visitors who seem to be very pleased to see me too. I’m not too sure what it means but I often hear the humans speak and say “that’s made my day”.
When I get home I’m very tired after all that smiling and tail wagging and lying on feet so Mum gives me my dinner and I curl up in my bed next to Bella and go to sleep and dream of all the kisses and cuddles I’ve had.