I used to visit my daddy at the office all the time. He let me sit in his leather swivel chair and shared his secret stash of chocolate biscuits (cookies). He retired at 53 otherwise the stress would have killed him
Our mutt Barney was also a therapy dog. He and my mummy would visit an old people’s home. There was a lady there who had lost her speech due to a severe stroke. After three months of visiting, she spoke " Barney". Her daughter was there at the time. Everybody was in tears.
Look how worried Rory is. Bless him he really loves Stan