It hurts, more than I can say. I want to explain it, or at least explain why I’m so upset, but I don’t have words to make sense of it, unless you’ve experienced it before. Oleta will not accompany me to Scotland. I hate it, I hate it so much. I have cried and searched for a way all morning, but there is no way around it. I will describe the situation more in detail when I have more time, but for now, suffice it to say that Oleta and I will be parting ways at the airport this evening, she on her way to a 4 week vacation with my family and Guiding Eyes, and I on the way to Scotland… Without her. It might sound crazy to anyone that has never had a guide dog before, but our bond is deeper than I can describe. Apart from the occasional movie theater night, loud concert, or the one day that she didn’t come with us to an amusement park, Oleta and I have not left each other’s sides 24/7 for four straight years. I am still crying, and I don’t know if this is the right thing to do, and I need your prayers more than ever.