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The Love Shack Pack's Summer Library Programs

Kudzu has now joined mom for two presentations at two different libraries (some sixty miles apart) for their summer library programs.  The first one was at our local library where Kudzu and Scarlet helped teach kids about responsible dog ownership and bite prevention. 


Kudzu did a good job.  He laid at mom's feet for most of the presentation and then loved on the kids a bit towards the end.  Scarlet is a seasoned pro at these kinds of things.  She loves the attention and works well in this setting.

A few days later Kudzu was invited to come back to his home-town's library to participate in the same presentation.  (Considering that six weeks ago Kudzu's former owner had no regard for Kudzu's life and had chosen to have him put to sleep rather than deal with the burden of a 'disabled' dog, we think it is pretty cool that Kudzu is now teaching kids (and adults) how to be responsible dog owners.)  This time Kudzu even appeared in a local newspaper.
 There were several children at this library that were afraid of dogs.  We hope we helped them overcome that fear and learn that dogs just want to love and be loved.

Mom says that I'm not quite ready to participate in programs like this just yet.  I lack the calm personality that Kudzu displays.  Upon accompanying mom to the library for kids to read to me last week, I well demonstrated her point.  For one, I don't understand the "no talking" rule.  Ok, hoo-mans, that is just dumb.  How else do I get your attention without destroying something?   So I barked a few or ten times.  Is there really any harm in that?  Mom says the best display of my true puppy-like tendencies came as we were leaving the library.  I didn't quite understand that the glass doors had to be pushed open.  So I attempted to walk through them.  Twice.  Neither time was successful.  Each time brought a roar of laughter from those looking on.  (I thought they were suppose to be quiet in the library too!)

So now I'm a big goof.  As long as it makes my family smile, I guess that's reward enough.





AROOOOF!
Boondocks and The Love Shack Pack

Comments

  1. You are a big goof but that is just one of the things we love about you!!!!

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  2. He is the perfect addition to your pack!

    Kari
    http://dogisgodinreverse.com

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  3. Bet the kids just loved Kudzu! Boon, you probably just need some time to mature, that's all!

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  4. Oh Boondocks, I am so proud of you. You are working hard in your mind on how to become a great therapy dog. It starts there first.

    And I am so extra glad that Kudzu could go back to his OLD home town and show them what a tradgedy it would have been if his old family had succeeded in their plot to end his life.

    My Vickie and your mom need to email each other about the things they teach about meeting new dogs. I bet they both have great ideas to share.

    Love ya Dude

    Bert

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  5. Kudzu what a great job!

    Doc, you'll get there! :)

    Love hearing about your adventures!

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  6. You know, you aren't the only one who's walked into a glass door to the laughter of all those watching....

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  7. I know, those glass doors are really tricky! Hope your head's ok!

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  8. Hi Y'all!

    ROOOO!!!ROOOOO!!!!!Oh Boondocks! You'd have trouble in my house, cause we have glass walls and doors.

    As for the barking, I fully support you! Humans can just talk up a storm, but I'm in trouble if I bark too much and don't "shh" when told.

    Hope y'all are enjoying the holiday!

    Y'all come back now,
    Hawk aka BrownDog

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  9. Hi Boondocks,

    I just came by to say hello. You have a wonderful blog here! Hope you have a wonderful 4th of July. Don't be afraid of the fireworks, ok?

    Kisses,
    Emma Rose

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  10. We can't help bu wonder if Kudzu's former owner saw that story in the paper. We are so happy for Kudzu to have found a forever home with your family.

    Boondocks, it's all good - your day will come, meanwhile just enjoy being a young pup:0

    Happy Fourth of July to all of you too.

    Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara

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  11. Nothing wrong with being a goof. In time you'll be a great therapy dog but in the meantime enjoy your puppyhood.

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  12. Woof! Woof! Great!!! Golden Proud of you. Have a wonderful 4th day. Lots of Golden Woofs, Sugar

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  13. Hope you all have a very happy and safe 4th of July!

    Woofs & hugs,

    ~Bailey (Yep, I'm a girl!)

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  14. It's heartwarming again to see the resilience of Kudzu and what a difference he is already making--What potential there is there!!

    As for you Boondocks, you are so right, making people laugh and warming hearts is another thing Goldens do best!!!!

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  15. You are a Big Loveable Goof!! That is what makes you special. Don't ever change, my friend!

    Puppy Kisses,
    Tanner

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