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Therapy. There are many kinds, traditional and not-so-traditional. We are doing the traditional cognitive behavioral therapy; however, we decided as a family to introduce another type into our home- a furry four-legged kind. Puppy therapy.
Yes, we already have another dog, Piper, who is a high-energy and naughty Corgi. Yes, puppies are work- training and housebreaking and chewing and up in the middle of the night. Yes, it was a bit of an impulsive decision (although I have been pining for another dog for almost a year, because I have a secret wish to have as many Corgis as the Queen of England). Yes, it probably isn't the ideal time in our lives to add to our stress with this four-legged barking ball of fuzz.
But, then again, maybe it is. This moment, captured in this picture taken this week, is the reason why it is the right choice, the right kind of therapy for all of us as a family right now.
And Piper is pretty happy about it, too.