Thursday, April 11, 2013

Reminders of Chou Chou


I went out tonight without Chou Chou, for  training as a volunteer at a convention this weekend. 

I thought it might be chilly walking back to the car when the training was over, so I brought my jacket, folded over my arm. 

The volunteers checked in and went into an auditorium to hear about our assignments. The meeting didn't take long, maybe 90 minutes. As I was getting up to leave, I happened to glance down; I saw a couple small, yellowish disks on the carpet. It took me a couple seconds to realize what they were: dog treats! I always have dog treats in my pockets. They had fallen out of my jacket as I carried it. 

I looked around. Uh, oh! There was a trail of treats from the auditorium entrance to my first seat, then it trailed to my second seat when we were put into groups. It's a very large convention center and it's possible I left treats behind me on two floors of the building as I went from front door, up the escalator to the volunteer desk, and then down to the auditorium. My pocket was empty.

I discarded what I could find. I will look again tomorrow during my volunteer shift. Maybe a service dog will come by and find them? 

("You lost my treats? Really? That's so sad!")

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