Failed again!

A few weeks ago, Jenny decided that it would be nice if she could take us to visit residential homes or special school, or even the local hospital so that elderly or ill people or children could have the chance to spend some time with us. Apparently, a lot of research has been done which has shown that contact with animals, nice ones, of course, can be very beneficial to people's health. Well, they didn't need to do research to discover that; I could have told them long ago if they'd only thought to ask.
Anyway, to get back to the subject in hand, she contacted a charity called Pets as Therapy and booked Jake and myself in for an assessment. Well, I suppose she had to include the little 'un. Wouldn't want him to feel left out, but we all knew how this was going to end, right? I was going to be welcomed with open arms.
Unfortunately, the lady who assessed us was obviously having an off day and was less than receptive to my charms. Well, I can't think of any other reason why the white idiot should pass and I should fail! Something about 'pulling on the lead' - just an excuse, if you ask me and of course, little Fatty has been trotting around with a head twice the size of normal, crowing about how he would soon be 'off to therap people!'
My attitude is, if they don't want me, that's up to them, but they don't know what they're missing. The letter did say something about trying again in six months, but I don't know if I shall bother, you know.
It's just SOOOO unfair!



10 comments:

Cro Magnon said...

Bloody people. And what qualifications, I'd like to know, did this person have to judge a dog's ability to give pleasure? (I'd also like to know how much she's being paid!!!)

Jennytc said...

No idea about psy, Cro. She is a nurse in 'real life'. I am disappointed because, of the two, I know that Paddy would enjoy the excperience more. He is in heaven being stroked and petted. He did pull slightly when I had to walk him around. The assessment was done in the local Pets at Home store, so lots of interesting smells!

Shooting Parrots said...

Now then Paddy, I know you're disappointed, but that's no excuse for racist language. 'White idiot' indeed!

Jennytc said...

Ooops! ;)

ZACL said...

Ooh, I thought white fatty might have been another dog; looks like I got that one wrong. So long as a dog has an equable character and charm to match, what's not to like? They say pets reflect their owners, and on that basis, your presence would have been equally as equable and charming. And what's not to like about that?

I wonder what your assessor would have made of the rabbit I borrowed for an unofficial residential-cum- nursing home visit. Though it performed miracles for the purpose, the staff, many of whom I did not know existed, also came out of the woodwork and were animated about the 'guest' I was in charge of.

I think it was a lovely idea and good of you to try.

Jennytc said...

White Fatty is Paddy's less than complimentary name for Jake, ZACL. A rabbit would be a lovely guest to a nursing home but Pets as Therapy only cater for dogs and cats. :)

Helsie said...

I think the oldies will have to bend down too far to stroke the little fellow and Paddy would have been much more suitable. Time will show and they will be begging him to visit. Give it another try, he will be perfect !

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Dear Paddy,
Please don't get downhearted. Some dogs are meant to be all gooey and sweet but others are more true to their natural canine instincts - to bite, to hunt, to chase cats, to attack postmen and bark like dervishes. It is clear that you fall into the second category so be loud and proud! Go Paddy!
Best wishes,
Professor Pudding (Animal Behaviourist - University of Goole)

Jennytc said...

Jake will be allowed to sit on a chair, Helsie, so that people can reach him more easily, but I agree, Paddy is a better height.

Jennytc said...

Actually, Jake is the barker, YP, not me, except when I hear fireworks!

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