I have to admit this – I’m nervous. Oh yes, I can raise a puppy. I have 2 wonderful girls.
But this isn’t just any puppy; this puppy will become a lifeline for one our veterans. It’s ok that my girls run from the vacuum; Kira has to learn to accept that. It’s ok that my girls bark at neighborhood cats; Kira has to learn to ignore them. There’s so many things that I allow my girls to do because “that’s just what dogs do, ” but Kira isn’t just any dog. She’s a service dog. She will hopefully become the companion that gives these veterans a new life.
This article is the one that stuck with me the most when First Coast News was doing their Operation Orion drive last year. 9 months has approximately 273 days. This just blew me away: “Massingill says on the second night with Dozer, the dog awakened him from a nightmare. After that, Massingill says he had “246-248 nightmares and he woke me up from 224-226 of them.””
I know, I know. I’ll be fine, and Kira will be great. That doesn’t mean, though, that I don’t feel the responsibility of this journey. Kira is my first, and hopefully, not my last. As all actors, musicians, artists know … nerves are a good thing. They keep us on our toes.
Kira comes home with me either tomorrow or Tuesday. The time is almost here. I’ll be ready.