Denver - November 3, 2012
"You've got to give a little, take a little,
And let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
Until the clouds roll by a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love."
Yo. Crazy times here.
Thursday I leave for college, also known as Advanced Training, where I and other CCI dogs will study with the professional trainers. Evie, Eppie and Oslo, my Denver classmates, are going with me, and we're already talking about the fun we'll have and the things we'll learn.
Marianne and I have had several long discussions about how much she and John love me and how proud they are of me, no matter what happens. I get it, I do; it's kind of overkill on her part, but I understand the discussions are more for her sake than mine. Heh.
Like the song above says, Marianne's full of mixed emotions this week, and not just because I'm turning in. See, the day we turn in is also the day that some other dogs, who have been in Advanced Training for six to nine months, will graduate after two weeks in Team Training where they are matched to their human partners.
Two Denver dogs, Leo and Dinah, are in this Team Training class. You may remember Dinah who was known as "The Wombat" when she was a tiny puppy. Marianne and John, along with Vanessa and Kevin and Diane and Elizabeth all helped to raise her. They called her "The Village Puppy" and all the humans attended Dinah's turn in last May. Anyhow, her report cards have been really good, as have Leo's, so hopes were high that both would find their perfect matches this week.
Here's the great news: Leo has been pre-matched! He and his new partner have been working together and if things continue to look good, they will graduate on Friday, the day I turn in. YIPPEE!!
Here's the not-so-great news: Dinah did not make a match, and in fact was so stressed during Team Training that CCI made the always-difficult decision to release her. Now, I know what you're thinking: Wow dude, that's harsh. I thought that too. But Marianne explained that CCI doesn't graduate dogs that don't love to work, and for whatever reason, Dinah was telling the trainers she no longer wanted to be a working dog. You gotta love your job to be a CCI graduate dog. High standards, but the safety of the team is paramount, and an unhappy dog makes for a poor partner. So it's actually kind, not harsh.
The Village got together for dinner to discuss options for Dinah. They have several excellent possible homes for her -- people are lined up, ya know? So calls will be made and Dinah will end up in a perfect home for her mad skills and sweet personality. A happy, if somewhat unexpected, ending.
Here's the other great news: Randi, who lost her beloved CCI partner Lucky to cancer last October, is in this Team Training class. She's been matched with her new partner and we will get to see them graduate on Friday! Randi helped me work on my wheelchair skills, so I know what a spectacular partner she is. I guarantee this new dog is over-the-moon thrilled to be working with her. I bet they are madly in love, after only a few days. *sigh* However, I can't tell you anything about the new dog because CCI won't let the humans talk about their new partners until graduation. You know, just in case, Dog forbid, that something changes. Randi is keeping mum, and the humans are dying of curiosity. DYING.
Me, not so much; I can wait until Friday to meet all of the new graduates. I'm living in the here and now, enjoying my last few days at home and with my friends at 7News and Quantum. Lots of extra hugs this week. I love being the center of attention.
I don't know how I'll do in Advanced Training. I want to do well; I think I'd really like to be a CCI grad dog, and the trainers will do their best to help me be successful. Cool, huh? Like I tell my friends at the station, don't be sad that I'm leaving. Be excited that I'm going on to the next phase of my training, possibly to be a partner and ticket to independence for someone like Randi. Now that's the glory of love.
Chow for now and thanks for reading my DogBlog!