It was truly a bittersweet moment for puppy-raiser friend Robin Brelsford when Keith the golden retriever hopped into the Seeing Eye minivan the other day for the trip up to Morristown, N.J., where he will learn all the ins and outs of being an amazing guide dog.
You may remember Keith from some of my posts: The one where he's squeezing his body through a puppy gate and the one where he's licking a cow's face come to mind! He's a sweetheart and a real character, and Sparkle's playmate at the puppy meetings and on club outings. A gorgeous, happy golden retriever through and through.
This moment will come sooner than I realize for Sparkle, too. It always seems like we'll have months and months left with our pups, but that year-and-a-half of puppy raising just flies by. Sparkle will turn 1 year old on Jan. 27, so we still have a few busy months to go! I expect we'll be waving her goodbye in early summer.
Robin, who has raised many more pups than Betsy and I have, describes it best in her own words. Here is a message she sent me along with the picture of Keith:
Keith was excited to go so I suppose I did my job well. I keep telling myself he isn't "gone" he's just off to new adventures that don't include me. This is his destiny and my role in it is complete. He'll always be in my heart and he tore out a good chunk when he left, but it was his to take and I hope it contributes to his becoming a great guide. Sigh! Never gets any easier!
Robin tells me she just didn't have it in her to walk Keith to the van, but some sympathetic fellow puppy-raisers were on hand to do that.
Keith stands to make a life-altering difference for someone, giving the gift of independence and mobility. And he'll do it purely out of love for his new owner. Thinking of all that is what is making me a little teary right now.