This is my Mom's favorite picture of a child from Afghanistan. Mom has this picture on our refrigerator at home and a filing cabinet at the church office. Mom says every time she looks at it, she wonders what happened to the little girl. Mom said the sad part is that I live a lot better than most of those kids in Afghanistan and I'm a dog. Mom likes to send boxes to Afghanistan to help the children, but can't send them any more because Dad doesn't have a job. Mom says Dad's search for a job is like a long road trip in the van and we are just now backing out the driveway. I guess that means it may take awhile for Dad to find a job. I know Mom worries, but I sure like having Dad home and we get to go to the airport every day to see the soldiers.
Am I ever excited! Mom came home from work and said "Trunk or Treat" will now be on Saturday, October 30, at the church where she works. That means I get to wear my costume after all! I am hoping to see a lot of kids and get to eat some treats as well. Dad said he wouldn't be caught dead in a costume.
Dad and I went to meet the soldiers today. As always, we had a great time. Dad and I were lucky to meet 150 soldiers, all heroes, according to Mom. Another therpy dog also came to meet the soldiers. His name was Rory and he was a Gordon Setter. I liked Rory a lot, but Dad said I liked Rory's mom better because she had such good treats. I gave lots of fives today to the soldiers and sneaked in a few kisses as well.
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