Early this morning, I took a cute little mixed dog (poodle/schnauzer--deep chocolate with green eyes) to my patients at one of the homes I visit. It all came about last week when one of mine was visiting and one of my ladies asked one of the owners if they could have one all the time. Well, I jumped right on it. I got one donated, and he had his first day there today. I've done this before, and it is great for the patients to have their own dog to live with them. Even the staff was excited when I walked in. I had continuing education all day, but went back at four to check on things. The pup was asleep on a resident's bed. Several of my other patients told me of their experience with him. I had to go to the administrator's office for something later, and the owner of the home walked in with the pup. He was taking him home for the night. The administrator (big, burly guy) got down in the floor with him. I am so excited about this placement as this home has almost 20 people under 60 there. Most are stroke or accident victims. They have the ability to make him a real part of their life. I'm going to take some belly bands, just in case, as the little guy (11 weeks) hiked his leg today.