tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219309591239909540.post983085511607011303..comments2023-07-26T07:22:43.312-07:00Comments on Reflections: Remembering the people and dogs of Guide Dogs for the Blind: All My GuidesGuide Dogs for the Blind (GDB)http://www.blogger.com/profile/16135092720520520866noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219309591239909540.post-26950405969465734712018-07-17T08:25:19.401-07:002018-07-17T08:25:19.401-07:00I wrote this original entry as I was in class lear...I wrote this original entry as I was in class learning to work with dog number 5. I am now about to enter class to work with dog number 7, and continue to have great adventures and training discoveries with my wonderful guides. At age sixty I relish the fitness benefits the most; three women on my mother's side of the family were crippled with arthritis by the age of sixty, and I only feel creaky on occasion, despite a knee injury and extensive physical therapy. Needing to depend on the dog rather than a car has made my disability more of a blessing than one might at first think. Now that Maxwell, my current guide is not as fast as I am on my treadmill, I'm looking forward to the swiftness of the new dog, while mourning that beautiful trustworthy Max will no longer be at my side.Deborah Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06065305936575670120noreply@blogger.com