When I turn into the driveway of the Golden K, my body tingles with anticipation of seeing “my girls” who will greet me at the gate or inside the house.
If they’re outside Kali and Kloe will trot to the rod iron gate at the first sound of my truck rolling up the Golden K driveway. They watch me pull into the car port with their tails wagging and anticipating our physical and verbal greeting ritual.
If they’re inside the house I can usually see them through the windows of the doors. Kali is usually sleeping right by the door and Kloe somewhere near Holly. As the door to the kitchen opens Kali springs to her feet and Kloe runs in to join us. Kloe’s a little pushy and will always come to the front of the greeting line while Kali hangs back and patiently waits for her turn.The anticipation and intensity of the ritual increases the longer the time I’ve been away.
Lately I’ve been away a lot and for longer than usual periods…
Recently, both my mother and sister have been very sick. It’s been a difficult few weeks and the seven hour round trip to and from the SF Bay Area to help with their care during this period took me away from my girls for several long days and a few over nighters. The worry took an emotional tole and the hours driving, often in heavy traffic getting into or out of the West Bay, has been fatiguing.
But when I arrive back home and pull into the driveway the tingling begins and it slowly becomes better because of the healing powers of dogs. In my case two very special, sweet, and tender dogs that in many ways define the Golden K.
Kali and Kloe. My girls, my medicine, and my therapy. My Golden therapy.
The driveway leading to The Golden K and my Golden Therapy
The Girls chilling’ in the back of my truck