Every dog is a hero in their own home. All our humans require from us to be their hero is friendship and love, but sometimes we do something truly heroic.
That brings me to my very good friend Reese. He has had a lot on his plate since his big sister Meika went to the Bridge. His family was left broken hearted and Reese had to do everything he could to keep smiles on the faces of his Dad and his Uncle Ron.
To make their suffering worse, Uncle Ron took ill and had to be admitted to the hospital. They ruled out that he had a heart blockage but the Ozark Mountain Doctor Daredevils weren’t sure what was wrong, and, as is often so with the human health care system, when doctors don’t know what’s wrong, they send you home.
Uncle Ron and Reese’s Dad were both catching up on sleep while Reese dutifully watched over Uncle Ron. Feeling hungry Uncle Ron got up for some lunch. Apparently he got up too quickly and when he got to the kitchen he collapsed (once again showing the fallacy of humans insisting they walk upright.) That’s when Reese, who, truth be told, Meika and I always thought was a bit of a duffus, sprung into action.
Uncle Ron told Reese to go get his Daddy and Reese went to the bedroom barking and scratching to wake him up, which he did successfully. His Dad rushed to Uncle Ron and was able to get him off the floor and did a quick triage to determine that Uncle Ron had just got up too quickly and was uninjured. He was helped back to bed.
And Reese was the hero of the day. But he is everyday. We all are.
So here is to the hero in all of us.