“A Dog Walks into a Nursing Home” by Sue Halpern
$26.95 / $28.50 Canada 320 pages
They say it can’t be done.
You can’t teach an old dog new tricks, they say, but you’ve spent a good amount of time doing it successfully anyhow. Sit, stay, down, you’ve taught ‘em all. It just took patience and love.
In the new book “A Dog Walks into a Nursing Home” by Sue Halpern, it takes patients and love – and sometimes, the teaching role is reversed.
Sue Halpern had her work cut out for her. When she decided to train her 7-year-old Labradoodle, Pransky, to be a therapy dog, Halpern knew it would be a challenge. For most of her life, Pransky was a country dog, unaccustomed to leash, used to wide-open romps in the Vermont woods.
She understood all kinds of words (including every synonym for “walk”), but teaching her the tasks she needed to know to formally visit the local nursing home wouldn’t be easy.
The requirements were overwhelming, but Halpern soldiered on.
Six weeks after they began, she called County Nursing and Rehabilitation Home.
Not long afterward, she went through orientation, agreed to several stipulations and a criminal background check, and Pransky passed the Therapy Dog test.
It was official: the Halpern-and-Pransky team was approved to visit County’s dementia unit … but Halpern felt uneasy. Nothing she’d ever done had prepared her for what they were about to do.
She needn’t have worried, Pransky had it covered. Theologians, Halpern says, recognize seven virtues: love, faith, hope, prudence, fortitude, justice and restraint. Once Pransky started “working,” she taught Halpern to see those virtues in herself, staff and the residents they visited.
There was faith for Clyde, a big flirt who told everyone that he was leaving County on the arm of a beautiful woman; love for Dottie and Iris, dear friends who couldn’t live without one another; restraint for Scotty, who’d been a teacher before dementia set in; prudence for Stella and her “beautiful” singing voice; and fortitude for Lizzie, suffering from a rare disease.
And through it all, “Hope was the thing with wispy, tan. tail feathers, that was 43 pounds, that came when called.”
Though Mom warned me not to, I have to admit that I judged this book by its cover. “A Dog Walks into a Nursing Home” looks, at first blush, like it might consist of humorous, rompish anecdotes of nursing home life. Nope.
While you will find a few unintentional nursing-home chuckles here, Halpern spends most of her pages giving readers stories of the near-miraculous relationship between pups and people. Hers is a quiet, Zen-like book packed with philosophy, theology and a dog. It’s more reflective, more spiritual than other dog books, and it will make you look at your canine kids with a little more wonder.
Definitely, dog lovers and TDI teams will want to read this book, but I also think there’s plenty in here for Eldercare workers, too. If that’s you, then fetch this book because missing “A Dog Walks into a Nursing Home” just can’t be done.
Book reviewer Teri Schlichenmeyer may be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.