This time our Tuesday canistherapy happend on Kid´s psychiatry. Just there where we started with Brontes in past. Children in this department are very vulnerable, frustrated, unhappy, and lonely, do not trust adults, because in many cases were betrayed by their own blood - their parents. It's the saddest look into their child's eyes, what I know. This time I took with us our 8 year old Eny, who loves kids, because she grew up with kids. It was an emotional meeting, the... children were very happy and they really enjoyed our dogs. In the crowd of children was one inconspicuous boy. His name was Philip, sat alone and was not involved in the game with dogs. Philip doesn’t speak, his fate was sad, he had no interest in establishing any contacts with people. Nurse asked me to try to align with the boy individually. Brontes showed to Philip his old dog pieces, removed his slipper and sock, and played with his hat. Philip laughed, and when Brontes pulled his nose in his ear and neck he hugged him around the furry neck. Then I heard his soft voice saying “Brontes, you're cute dog” It was win situation for all of us. Philip didn’t speak almost quarter a year!! And then even more words came out of his mouth… sit down, give pac, slaps, bring the balloon and other commands. He didn’t realize that he actually speaks, even though he did not want to. The nurse was very happy, and ran to tell the others. Philip escorted us to the door and still hung Brontes lovingly around his neck. “Aunt, will you come again?” He asked me quietly. I couldn’t not agree. Heat dog fur, spontaneity and non-violent contact with the dog awoke in boy confidence. And even though maybe not for long, and only for a little while we saw in his eyes sparkle of happiness. And those twinkling eyes shone on all children, when we waved goodbye. Brontes and Eny we thank you so much.