Sunny Afternoons.

I just feel like reading. Yes, reading. I feel alive every time I get to read and discover a lot of stuffs. I think reading inspires me to write about everything. Reading makes my brain work. I don’t know how to explain this, but it makes me feel intelligent, confident, and creative. I just don’t know how to explain this but I really love reading. 

So I saw that little book icon up by the Tumblr logo this morning…

…and it reminded me of something I’d really like to do if I’m ever able to train another therapy dog. I’d love to do one of the R.E.A.D. programs where children read to dogs. Because dogs don’t judge. They listen and love.

The program in my (Chicago) area is Sit Stay Read, but there are similar programs all over the US (and in the UK and Australia that I know of - I’m sure they are in many other places as well.

Funny thing - my dear departed Heidi was a therapy dog, but she was also the anti-literacy dog. I don’t think she would have done well as a library dog. At home, she was always knocking books, newspapers, and magazines out of our hands so we could use those hands to pet her :)