So by the time I got to alert, you can already tell the girl was not feeling well.  At all.  She was dropping fast.  See the blank stare?  And of course, I had to raise a paw.  In the car.  The girl’s babysitter happened to be with us and she just loves to see me alert.  Not because the girl is in danger…but because it’s just so awesome to see me work.

But anyways, the girl needed some glucose tabs.  And stat.  I needed cheerios.  And stat.  I can’t imagine if I hadn’t been there how low she would have gone.   I think that’s what they call job security.