Snuggles is my service dog that seems to be unique.
When asked what she does, and I answer, many people don’t believe.
She lets me know before it happens, that an asthma attack is on the way,
I do a breathing treatment and I’m perfectly OK.
If I don’t pay attention to her, and a treatment I don’t do,
Then, usually by ambulance, with the sirens blaring, the nearest
hospital I’m taken to.
She knows when the “Service Dog” vest goes on, that she’s going to work,
She can’t be her “at home self, a playful little squirt”.
She’s really on “duty” 24 hours a day.
But at work and at home in a different way.
At work she’s more at attention, to always be ready to alert me.
At home she’s more at play, but she’s still always ready to alert me.
I’ve had her since she was ten weeks old, and she taught herself
what to do.
When the doctor said she was a service dog and I was lucky,
I knew that it was true.
Even though she’s over thirteen years old, she’s still right on top.
When something happens to her and she’s gone, I think my
heart will stop.
(pen name for Bonnie Jean)
April 27, 2008