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![]() Puppy love Taking your dog to dinner at Settimana Cafe
When he was a puppy, I sent my lab/pit bull mix to obedience school.
After several sessions he still would not heel or listen and the old
German-lady trainer took him by the collar.
"He is an active breed," she said. "But, I will settle him."
Sammy bit her and was expelled immediately.
Thoughts of the shouting Angela Lansbury look-alike runs through
my mind as Sammy and I walk past the shimmering fountain at the
Settimana Café, at 2056 W. Division. "Taking your dog to dinner" is
part of a fundraising event for Chenny Troupe, an organization dedicated
to providing animal assisted therapy to physically or emotionally
challenged individuals.
As we are seated at the sidewalk patio, I notice that there is a
dog tethered to almost every other table, most of them smaller,
"apartment breeds," like Chow's and Scotties. Sammy, who weighs more
than 60 pounds, begins nervously pacing, whining, wrapping the leash
around the steel table. He ignores the variety of dog treats offered as
part of the donation package. Instead, he spies a large plate of what
looks like rack of lamb that a waiter carries. As he places the order on
the table next door, Sammy lunges forward. Quickly, I grab the leash
just as he places his nose at table level, three feet away from the
platter of meat. "Some of the patients the dogs spend time with are
mentally ill, and some are isolated," a Chenny Troupe volunteer says.
"Dogs don't care, they give attention and love to everyone."
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Take me to the river
A moll meal
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