Last week we entered one of the VA hospital’s many waiting rooms alongside a delightfully shaggy service dog. While we were waiting for our number to be called, it began making this squeaky-hinge whine.
I figure the VA’s gotta be pretty bad if even a service dog finds it unbearable.
My husband urged me to give the sketch to the dog’s owner. I was terrified she would think I was making fun of her dog (because I am, by volume, made up of 80% anxiety). But after taking some photos so I could post it, I let him give it to her.
To my surprise, the dog’s owner came up to me afterwards and was totally delighted. She even said she was going to frame it!