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The Puppy Breaks Barriers

I remember reading an article about a blind man who received his first guide dog.  He found that having the dog made him less invisible to other people.  Before, people would notice his cane, but now, people saw a man with a dog. 

I know that every time I go anywhere with Reno, strangers come up and talk to me.  Not everyone, of course, but always someone.  And even those who initially said nothing, become friendly with repeated exposure to Reno.

Case in point: Every weekday morning, Reno and I pass by a public bus stop, where waits a teenage boy.  The first time we passed him, he barely glanced up from his electronic device.  Each subsequent day, however, he has made more eye contact.  Yesterday he even smiled.  Today, in response to my, "Good morning," he said, "Bonjour."  OK, that surprised me.  In my humble, never-studied-French-before opinion, his accent sounded pretty authentic.  I imagine it's only a matter of time before he asks me a question about Reno.  (We'll see if the accent remains!) 

Mighty Reno, able to crack the toughest of teenage exteriors!

Thankful thought:  Thanks for beautiful sunrises.

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  1. Can't wait to hear what happens.

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  2. Hi...Thank you for stopping by the tile label post!! I also wanted to let you know your blog comments are set to "no reply" (no email address). If you ever want to change that, I have a tutorial on the right side bar of my blog.
    Take care,
    Karen

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