A young girl, only 8, from my school died in a house fire last night. It was a long hard emotional day for all of us. As I was leaving I stopped to talk to one of our tutors and her guide dog. Since all the kids were gone I asked if I could pet the dog which is allowed when the dog is resting and not working. That dog cuddled and cuddled and then laid her head on my shoulder. When I got home and bent down to see Maggie she put her paws on my shoulder and her head cheek to cheek with me and stayed that way a long time. Both of those dogs knew what I needed.