The Tail Wagging the Dog

On the eve of your 3rd birthday Wally-woo….king of all dogs, master of me….
“I relinquished the idea of a service dog for A2 years ago when I learned that an application was only the first step in a lengthy and costly fundraising and training endeavor…a cruel (but necessary)paradox for a middle class family supporting a child with a disability. So when I saw a post in a local Facebook mom’s group about this agency’s need for foster families for their breeding program it was a no brainer.

Running through Water

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Our dog is a bit of a sonofabitch. He is playful and fun and sweet and well behaved. Until he is not. And it always catches us off guard. 30 rounds of chasing the ball and joyfully bringing it back is often followed by a random and somewhat humiliating drive-by where he passes me up, runs 3 yards over and pees on the neighbor’s dog. The ability to look nonchalant and nonplussed at the same time after your dog just defiled someone elses’ beloved pet is something that only the parent of a child with Autism can pull off with Merylstreepworthy street cred. As I breathlessly call his name while chasing him in circles with what I believe to be an audible background soundtrack of the Benny Hill theme song, I will often submit myself to the idea of giving him back to the service dog agency. Wally came to…

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