Ahhh, the dreams of the wonderful kisses!

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Last Sunday night was a miserably HOT night here in Paso Robles California. Not as hot as some areas, but much much hotter than we're used to having even in the middle of summer. I wasn't feeling too well because of the heat and also having Bill's daughter and son-in-law come for a visit. I adore the daughter and son-in-law, but it was just the darned heat that made things miserable. We had a wonderful dinner, a bit late because it was just too darned hot to eat, and I wasn't feeling much like eating. We finally ate and talked awhile and decided to call it an evening and turn in. Of course we all were in the minimal that we could stand to sleep in such heat, and soon the air was filled with steady breathing of four adults and two chocolate labs sleeping. Around about 1:30 a.m. I started dreaming that I was having amorous kisses with Bill and we were having a wonderful time. But something about where we were just wasn't quite right, and I also was in pain from something for some reason. When I start hurting I instantly wake up, it's kind of a habit from all the years of living in pain. I opened my eyes and about jumped outta my skin!! Staring back at me were two big brown eyes (hummm, bad sign, Bill's eyes are a beautiful blue) and a big black nose (that definitely doesn't fit, Bill's nose is a flesh tone). The next thing I knew I was being kissed by the big brown eyes and the big black nose. I finally realized that it was one of the chocolate labs, Maddie, who was trained as a service dog for the disabled. She has homed in on me because she knows how much pain and misery I'm in. There she was, taking care of me, gently waking me up with her concerned stare and her gentle loving kisses. She truly is a remarkable dog and I wouldn't mind having her living with me, although she would be spoiled rotten in no time. I have to applaud the people that train the service dogs and do the screening to make sure that the dogs are suitable for doing service. I really have to applaud the training where they learn NOT to startle the people awake when there is a problem, but they gently wake them up so that they don't startle them or cause the human to have some sort of accident. I hope that the people reading this will also donate to the cause of training dogs, that otherwise would be tossed aside, to become service animals to people that need them. The cost has to be enormous and donations will help people that really need the dog to be able to get one. I know that I am eligible for one due to not only the extent of my physical injuries but also from the PTSD I suffered from the fire. I feel that there are others that need the dogs more than I do at this point and I would rather have them receive the dogs to help them out. I just had to share the humorous side of the dreams and being woken by a handsome, blue eyed person kissing me like crazy, and when I woke up I was actually being kissed by a beautiful brown eyed gentle lady who was concerned abut my physical problem. I laugh each time I think of the dream and then the reality of the situation.