Today I Kissed Away His Tears
By: Pink Littlefield, The Therapy Dog
Just a little fellow, just a young boy. He had been through some type of surgery and was indeed in pain. His smile peeked through his pain but the tears welled up in his eyes, as I nuzzled him and tried to give him love and comfort. The tears came back again and I had no choice nor did I want a choice but to kiss them away with my tongue. He smiled a slight smile and fell back to sleep. I hope, dear God, that in some little way I have done my job, for indeed I am a therapy dog, but I must question for whom the therapy was. I am thankful for this blessed opportunity to give the love that you asked us to share with each other.