Quotes from A heartwarming dog story ‘Until Tuesday: A Wounded…..’

Quotes from ‘Until Tuesday: A Wounded Warrior and the Golden Retriever Who Saved Him‘, a heartwarming dog story like no other: Tuesday, a lovable golden retriever, changes a former soldier’s life forever.

“Moments of quiet friendship are what make life-everyone’s life-grand”

“This is who I am. I am loving but wounded, and I need someone to take me as I am.”

“When he lay beside me with his dog-breath sighs, it was if he was saying, Give me your sadness. I will take it, as much as you need. If it kills us both, so be it. I am here.”

“The dogs brought it all back to, you know, to the human side.”

“That’s the moment when Tuesday, after all his caution, stopped being just my service dog, and my emotional support, and my conversation piece. That’s when he became my friend.”

“I am, in fact, committed to being honest with myself so that I can overcome this situation. This includes not succumbing to the path of least resistance (denial) but rather the path of hardship which I know will lead to my evolution.”

“A few days later, Tuesday quietly crossed our apartment as I read a book and, after a nudge against my arm, put his head on my lap. As always, I immediately checked my mental state, trying to assess what was wrong. I knew a change in my biorhythms had brought Tuesday over, because he was always monitoring me, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. Breathing? Okay. Pulse? Normal. Was I glazed or distracted? Was I lost in Iraq? Was a dark period descending? I didn’t think so, but I knew something must be wrong, and I was starting to worry…until I looked into Tuesday’s eyes. They were staring at me softly from under those big eyebrows, and there was nothing in them but love.”

“That’s the moment when Tuesday, after all his caution, stopped being just my service dog, and my emotional support, and my conversation piece. That’s when he became my friend.”

“When I put my hand on his head,he stepped onto the couch and raised his face to my own. We stared at each other for a few seconds and then slowly,Tuesday licked me. Yes,on the lips…and the chin…and the nose…slobbering all over my face with that big slow-moving tongue. That’s the moment when Tuesday,after all his caution,stopped just being my service dog,and my emotional support,and my conversation piece. That’s when he became my friend.”

May 14, 2020 10:16 pm