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Age: 4 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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-purebred-service dog

March 26th 2012

Arrival Story:
My mom and dad found my breeder before I was born. I heard my mommy was very excited when I was born, I guess I was too! I mean, being born is kind of a big deal! My mommy is disabled and when I grow up I am going to be her service dog, best friend, and hero! I can't wait!

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My Journey As A Service Dog

My Mommy Learns a Lesson

April 8th 2012 1:04 pm
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My mommy is disabled, and sometimes it is hard for her to get the things she needs to be more independent and make her life a little easier. That includes convincing the doctors that I can help her as her service dog. Here is the story about the lesson my mommy learned (from her point of view).

"When I went to the doctor to get a letter stating that I need a service dog (for mobility assistance and to help my anxiety) I also asked that he give me a handicapped placard (I had already had a scrip written for one by another doc, but lost it.). He gave me a temporary disability one mumbling that I have "to be on social security" or something like that and said that I had to 'get better'. It didn't make sense to me, but I have a really hard time talking to him and making sense because I get so anxious and nervous, so I just said ok and took the paper home. I was still not convinced that I only qualified for a temporary. First of all, I have a permanent disability that has no cure, so how was I supposed to 'get better'? Secondly, it would not make sense to prescribe a service dog to help with mobility if I was not permanently disabled. Am I right? Anyway, I looked all over the internet and couldn't find anyone in a situation like mine, so I called the DMV help line and asked. I told them my symptoms and that I had been prescribed a service dog and asked if there was any requirements that I was not meeting to qualify for a permanent placard. The operator pointed me to the definitions section on the paper my doctor filled out.

There were two lines she read to me. (a) cannot walk 200 feet without stopping to rest. (I have days like these) and (b) cannot walk without use of or assistance from an assistance device, including brace, cane, crutch, another person, or a prosthetic device. (this would be referring to my service dog) After reading these she said that, according to these definitions I qualify and there are no other requirements.

The lesson I learned? If something doesn't feel right or make sense, DO YOUR RESEARCH! Or ask someone who will know! I am so glad I did. I feel a lot better now that I know that I'm not 'crazy.'"

My mommy isn't crazy! And I am super happy that my mommy can get the things she needs to live a more normal life, including me!

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