So there was a Valentines Day party at the girl’s preschool. The girl was excited. The mom was excited. I was whatever. Especially after my fabulous Valentines Day treat I got earlier! I knew it could only go downhill after that! Oh, and don’t worry. I can’t be whatever about my alerting.
No sooner had we arrived and sat down, did I smell that the girl was having a post breakfast high. This is pretty “normal” but I still don’t like it. I wish she was in range ALL the time. Anyways, since that won’t happen until they find a cure….or a better way to manage type one diabetes, at least I’m here to help.
After all the chaos inside, the whole group of the little ones went out side. They got to play postman, and deliver valentines. So you know that stereotype about dogs not liking postmen……it’s wrong. At least in my case. But then again, I’m not normal. Why should I bother chasing someone who’s doesn’t have any cheerios? Or steak? I just waited patiently until the girl was done. Uninterested. She was back in range by this time, so I wasn’t too involved. 
The mom had packed the girl’s lunch for the day, thank god. The girl’s BG was is great shape so I was pretty chilled out. As the girl was waiting for everyone else’s lunch to be ready, she decided to read me a book. Well, by read I mean make up stories and turn pages. But that’s ok. Usually the stories are about me, and her, and all the adventures we have. I like them. Whatever, I know good content when I hear it!
Darwin the Diabetic Alert Dog 