Today I went to the library with my person. The library is a special place because lots of different people go there. I like people. I like to watch people. I really like when people come up to me to say hello. They always pat my head and play with my ears. But mostly, I like it because people make me feel special.
Last evening, when I fell asleep on the sofa, I had a dream. It was a good dream (even my people knew because I heard them talking later and they said I was asleep and my tail was wagging!). In this dream, I was visiting the library – but in this dream I actually went inside. A dog in a library- incredible!
In the library, I was greeted by a small person who kept saying I was cute. Then we went into the small people room. The small person took out a book and started to read a story to me. Imagine someone reading to me! How special is that?! The little person was showing me pictures in the book and can you believe the pictures looked like me? Who knew they had story books with dogs in them – dogs like me?! I was very excited. The small person sat next to me and did a good job reading the whole story. I totally enjoyed it.
I guess sometimes little people have trouble reading. I think they just need someone to read to, someone who can listen. I think I’m a good listener (unless of course there are birds flying around or my nose distracts me – Sometimes I just can’t focus because there are too many good things to smell). I bet that’s what happens to small people. I bet they are just like me and they suddenly smell something wonderful, like mice, and they just can’t focus on the words they are trying to read. That’s where I could help. I could tell them to focus on the words and I’d focus on the smells. We’d work together to read. That’s what I was doing in this dream. The small person was reading and I was smelling. Library books smell wonderful because so many people have touched them and brought them to different places. Library books are an olfactory world – a mini United Nations. Ahhh, to travel the world through the nose…the beach…curry…potato chips…chicken…chicken…chick…Wait, Wait…see that’s how I start to lose focus! Where was I?
I remember now – Listening and Reading. When the small person in the dream finished reading to me they had a big smile. They were so proud. I was proud of them too. That little one was so happy to have had someone who would listen to them and help them read that I was made the official Library Mascot. The Library staff gave me a sweater with a big letter ‘L’ on it (it stood for Library they said). They told everyone I was the official Library Mascot because I helped the small person read. But that’s not what made me really happy. What made me really happy was when the little one smiled at me, hugged me around my neck and thanked me for my help. I felt so special. A dog, a child, a book and reading – what did I tell you – It was a WONDERFUL dream.