Of Dogs and Seuss
I read today about the therapy dogs that traveled from Chicago to Connecticut this week to help in the comfort and theoretical recovery of the survivors of last week's tragedy. These angelic animals have been on loan from Lutheran Church Charities in Addison, Illinois to the community of Newtown since Sunday. The organization that trains and provides these gentle pets started in 2008 when the dogs comforted those at Northern Illinois University after five students were killed by a gunman. It began with a handful of dogs and now includes 60 dogs in six states, according to the Chicago newspaper. One line in the article stuck out to me: "Some children smiled for the first time in days as they pet the therapy dogs..." I think about children . . . ages 5 through 10 . . . and how sad it is to imagine any child going four days . . . even four hours . . . without smiling. I know that these children are not the only sad children in the world. I know that there are ch