Never have I seen him so comfortable with a changing group of people as he is at one particular program at the Homeless Emergency Project (HEP).
Since I started taking him to HEP, he has been drawn to the veterans. The courtyard belongs to him as much as it belongs to the resident veterans in the two apartment buildings around it.
He even shared it with a cat for nearly a year of his three and a half there.
This is his favorite place of all of the places to go at HEP (except for the office area where he is fed half his weight in treats each visit.)
He has gotten attached to and seen many of the guys move out on their own, but this doesn’t seem to bother him.
He is perfectly content there, regardless of the changes in faces. He acts like he is one of them and that was never more clear until the grand opening of the newest program (see picture above). Duke pulled his way to where he is in the picture and sat there as if he was a part of the Color Guard.
The Veteran residents at HEP and I have concluded over the years that Duke must have been a Veteran in a previous life. We have no other explanation for it.
Duke and I honor veterans everywhere today.