Sasha's eyesight is fine 11-03-11

At precisely 11:05 am. this morning, Sasha was stationed at the front door of the gym. A new PT Cruiser pulled up. Sasha's tail began to twitch at first, then wag. Her eyes were riveted on the drivers side of the car. Our fearless guard dog then rose up to a sitting position, her tail sweeping back and forth across the front mat with gusto. She had spotted Johnnie R and her husband Wes, but she only had eyes for Johnnie. Their eyes met as Johnnie got out of the car, and Sasha roused herself to a full standing position, indicating...no...demanding that she be let out into the parking lot to greet Johnnie in person. It had nothing to do with the diet doggie treats that Johnnie always carries in her purse--I could tell this was true joy. More importantly, if Sasha was able to recognize my client through one pane of smudged glass and the glare on the windshield of her car, I knew that I could cancel our dogs eye appointment at Sarasota Memorial Hospital. We had been preparing for bad news, and even looked into getting a seeing eye dog if necessary. Now we won't have to. I let Sasha out into the lot, and she herded Johnnie inside. She ignored Wes.