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Bye-bye, Deedee

Yesterday we said goodbye to Deedee, who decided that being a guide dog wasn't for her.  I'm so thankful for the Guide Dogs for the Blind organization, that is committed to its purpose and to the dogs.  I know that GDB will find a placement for Deedee where she will thrive.  Who knows?  With Deedee's energy and drive, we might read about her climbing Mt. Everest someday! 


Deedee started the day like every other day, waiting patiently for the OK to eat breakfast.

Photo:  Deedee sits and waits for the OK to eat 
After fueling up, we played outside for a while.



Then it was bath time.  (No photo of that--have you ever tried bathing a dog and taking a photo at the same time?!)

After drying off, there was time to tackle another chew toy before leaving to catch the puppy truck back to the Guide Dog for the Blind campus.  

Photo:  Deedee with a chew toy in her mouth

Bye-bye, Deedee!  I wish you the best in your new phase of life.

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Thanks for Guide Dog puppies, and those who career-change, too.

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  1. We all have to find the right paths in our lives, even our furry friends. Best wishes, DeeDee.

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  2. Ohhh, this makes me a little sad! Good luck, Deedee! You will make someone a great pet!

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  3. Good Luck Deedee! I hope you find happiness!

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