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October 25th 2010 7:18 pm
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So saterday mom dad and my two skin brothers and Maggie and I went to a corn maze it was really boring but mom and dad are talking about going to another one this coming weekend. Also today dad got a phone call from the newspaper man who took my picture and did the article on dad and I for the paper. He brought mom and dad a picture of me that wasnt in the paper. plus he wants to do a story and a photo layout of us because of whats going on. I will be doing more work as things change but we will be moving sometime soon so mom dont know if we are going to be doing any training while we move or not. Oh and if I dont get around to posting anything new before then happy Howloween
September 18th 2010 4:05 pm
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Thursday September 16 2010 my mom and dad took me with them to Evensville Indiana. Dad had an appointment at the VA Clinic down there and mom wanted me to go along so that she and I could do some training and so that she had something to do while dad was in the clinic because we did not know how long he was going to be. After a rough start mom made sure that we worked extra hard on my training and I finally showed her that I do know how to do a 'down'. We had lots of fun and I got to meet lots of people. Well as the day went on there was two people taking pictures of veterans. Well one guy took lots of pictures of mom and dad and I. I was on my VERY best behavior and had fun and worked hard but mom and dad talked to the picture taker and he asked some questions and mom or dad answered them and he took things down on his paper that he was carrying. Well Mom and dad didnt think he was going to put our picture in the paper but dad bought the paper the next day and then they looked at it and on page four of the paper was a picture of part of mom DAD and ME. There was even a part of the article about mom and dad and what is going on with us. and under the picture was a caption that told how I am being trained by my mom to help manage dads Post Truamatic Stress Disorder and his mobility issues. WOW mom and dad are so proud and I handled the doors at the VA Clinic perfectly and didnt mind when a man in a wheelchair came up and petted me after he asked mom and a man in a motorized wheelchair brought his chair right over next to me and I just stood there and looked at him and wagged my stump of a tail.
September 4th 2010 11:28 pm
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I went with mom and dad to a concert at a festival in another state cause mom's birthday is coming up in a few days. Well dad found out where her favorite band Shenandoah was going to be and everything, we got in free and had a blast. I wore a vest that said on the sides I am a Service dog IN TRAINING and on the top I am friendly as to pet me. Dad is a preacher and I am training to be his service dog so people need to be able to pet me. Well anyway we went to the concert and there were no stoned or drunk people there, there were lots of people and I alerted dad to his stress and to some other things and I did something that mom said I was doing good but yet I think I did right because as we were walking along if there were too many people in a small space I would sit down and not move nor would I let dad move till the other people would get past us then we could go on again. Dad walked a little with out me at his side a couple times and I did a bad but mom says it was her fault. Dad handed me to her while we were waiting to talk to the band Shenandoah after they played mom and dad know them and I reared up to say hi to them all and got a pat from them all then mom got me to drop back on all fours there are either five or six guys in the group so I got pets from them all. But I did really well Mom and dad were both proud and we met a couple as we were leaving the lady part said she is a dog trainer and said that she had been watching me and she thought I was AWESOME. She couldnt believe it when mom and dad said I am not far along in my training. They both thought I was 4-9 months into it not the short time I am into it. so YAY me.
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