July 12th 2008 10:36 am
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On May 28th 2008,while at the dog park and on my 5th birthday, my mom fell from twisting her leg in a hole in the ground. She fell and broke her femur bone ( the biggest bone in the leg).
I was with human friend and saw her fall and went to her immediately and did my "work" . Mom was conscience , so I laid near her head and neck , resting my head on her as I knew she was really hurt. When the people came to help her ,that had loud sirens and lots of equipment I remained calm and in place. Everyone said I was a amazing service dog. All those legs and hands working on her did not bother me as I knew she was being helped.

I did not like it when I had to be removed and I cried because I am supposed to always be with her but my Daddy arrived and tried to console me. I hated it when that she was taken from me and worried constantly while she had to be in hospital. I wanted to visit her but mom felt it was best I not get upset by seeing me and not being able to stay. I was so happy when she came home and I was very gentle so as not to hurt her.

Now she is able to walk with a walker and she sits outside with me when I sun myself and now with Baci we are very content to be with her and play in the yard.