It was a spectacular time, lots of tails wagging and butts to sniff and I even was allowed IN the restaurant for the special party!
Here is my Mom and I with Patricia, she is even more gracious, and kind than I would have imagined:

Then I heard a lot of talk about Delta Training and therapy work. It was decided, my Mom would take the Delta training class and I would work on becoming a certified therapy dog! Everything happens for a reason.
**Update, my Mom completed her class and I will take my test in a few weeks, paws crossed I pass!
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