Re: Much Ado About Dewey and Me

[Guest guest]

Dodge,

This is a fantastic post! Thank you for sharing! It is so important how

well trained these dogs are. They give you back life, love and the will to

live! I love how proud you both are of each other. You are a great team!!!

Heidi in Mass.

In a message dated 11/16/2008 3:29:16 A.M. Eastern Standard Time,

medicdodge@... writes:

Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I don't

consider it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of shape, I couldn't be

and be a medic, but when I am, Dewey is there. this is just a small sampling of

the things Dewey does for me.

Much Ado About Dewey and Me!

*WARNING MAJOR DEWEY BRAG!!!*

This is a post mostly about training and working with my guide/service dog,

Dewey... In case those disinterested in long rambles of owner trained

assistance/guide dog brags would like to hit that wonderfully magical D key

or skip this entry, (go right ahead).

This past Friday morning... Dewey, *my* Dewey, picked up a dime from the

hard kitchen floor! I dropped it, asked him to retrieve and bring and he

had to push the dime side-ways with his snout till he got it against the

metal

strip where the carpet meets the vinyl flooring and from there he bothered

at the coin with his teeth until he could get the leverage to grab and give

it

to me. I said " drop it " and he promptly plunked the shiny silver dime right

into my awaiting hand with tail proudly swishing on its fastest setting!

This dog is awesome. He is so willing to take whatever challenge I throw

his way, which is what makes working him such a euphoric experience. Hmmm, I

always said after getting my first program trained dog that if I ever got

mobility back I'd like to be a service dog trainer... Well I guess the sweet

irony of it all is that I am sort of one anyway and the dog I trained is

giving me a *lot* more back than just help to walk!

Here is a couple days in the life of Dewey when his handler, (that would be

me), is so sick he cannot do much on his own. I spent the majority of the

past couple days in bed but I did shower and wash a few loads of laundry

plus cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher in my wheelchair. That's

no easy task let me tell ya, but albeit more time consuming, it's a whole

lot less painful and so the story goes...

As you will read below, Dewey is a huge part of my day no matter what I'm

doing (or not doing.)

Here are just a few things Dewey did for me over the past few days:

1. Picked up everything I've dropped and brought it to me including that

dime, the cordless phone, a brush and a credit card.

2. Very steadily braced me in and out of bed, in and out of the wheelchair

and assisted with transfers from wheelchair to bathtub and so on.

3. He brought me an empty laundry basket while I was sitting in my

wheelchair and I then placed it on the ground to my right side. Next I

began pulling articles of clothing from the clothes hamper which is tall

enough for me to reach into, and giving them to Dewey.

4. He took the articles of clothing from my hands and proudly dropped them

squarely into the waiting basket.

5. When all the laundry for that load was sorted and ready I had him *help*

bring the basket up to my lap... This is when I lean over in my wheelchair

and tell him to *bring to me* and he will, but I take hold of the other side

if it is a large object and we share the burden of getting it up to my lap

together.

6. He pulled off my socks, sweat pants and helped me off with my flannel

shirt, too. He put them all in the basket like I asked him to. I don't

know where I'd be without this Tolian of mine.

7. He opened the fridge for me, I got something out, took what I wanted from

the bag and Dewey put the bag back into the fridge on the proper shelf!! So

he got major time treats for that. I was able to close the door to the

refrigerator on my own, but it was so awesome to see him placing that zip

lock bag back on the shelf like that. He gets so tickled with his own great

work!

8. He brought me a bottle of medication from Rod. Rod told Dewey to " take "

and he took it in his mouth and then I asked him to bring to me and

he did tail all a wag. This tolian pup of mine just melts my heart and blows

me away every single day!

9. He braced and supported me all through the house and all the way out to

the mailbox and back when I wanted to walk without the chair, and he took

his time being extremely cautious and indicating any change or object I

might be interested in with his snout. I have one heck of a priceless jewel

for a dog. I never stop feeling amazed. |Now, on to my next post, which be

warned, is a *major* rant on people with bad attitudes and no integrity.

--

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Dodge,

Dewey is wonderful! It is great that you have him and that he has

you.

Shirley

--- In , Dodge Porter <medicdodge@...>

wrote:

>

> Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I

don't consider it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of

shape, I couldn't be and be a medic, but when I am, Dewey is there.

this is just a small sampling of the things Dewey does for me.

>

> Much Ado About Dewey and Me!

> *WARNING MAJOR DEWEY BRAG!!!*

>

>

> This is a post mostly about training and working with my

guide/service dog,

> Dewey... In case those disinterested in long rambles of owner

trained

> assistance/guide dog brags would like to hit that wonderfully

magical D key or skip this entry, (go right ahead).

>

> This past Friday morning... Dewey, *my* Dewey, picked up a dime

from the

> hard kitchen floor! I dropped it, asked him to retrieve and bring

and he

> had to push the dime side-ways with his snout till he got it

against the metal

> strip where the carpet meets the vinyl flooring and from there he

bothered

> at the coin with his teeth until he could get the leverage to grab

and give it

> to me. I said " drop it " and he promptly plunked the shiny silver

dime right

> into my awaiting hand with tail proudly swishing on its fastest

setting!

>

> This dog is awesome. He is so willing to take whatever challenge I

throw

> his way, which is what makes working him such a euphoric

experience. Hmmm, I

> always said after getting my first program trained dog that if I

ever got

> mobility back I'd like to be a service dog trainer... Well I guess

the sweet

> irony of it all is that I am sort of one anyway and the dog I

trained is

> giving me a *lot* more back than just help to walk!

>

> Here is a couple days in the life of Dewey when his handler, (that

would be

> me), is so sick he cannot do much on his own. I spent the majority

of the

> past couple days in bed but I did shower and wash a few loads of

laundry

> plus cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher in my

wheelchair. That's

> no easy task let me tell ya, but albeit more time consuming, it's

a whole

> lot less painful and so the story goes...

>

> As you will read below, Dewey is a huge part of my day no matter

what I'm

> doing (or not doing.)

>

> Here are just a few things Dewey did for me over the past few days:

>

> 1. Picked up everything I've dropped and brought it to me

including that

> dime, the cordless phone, a brush and a credit card.

> 2. Very steadily braced me in and out of bed, in and out of the

wheelchair

> and assisted with transfers from wheelchair to bathtub and so on.

> 3. He brought me an empty laundry basket while I was sitting in my

> wheelchair and I then placed it on the ground to my right side.

Next I

> began pulling articles of clothing from the clothes hamper which

is tall enough for me to reach into, and giving them to Dewey.

> 4. He took the articles of clothing from my hands and proudly

dropped them

> squarely into the waiting basket.

> 5. When all the laundry for that load was sorted and ready I had

him *help*

> bring the basket up to my lap... This is when I lean over in my

wheelchair

> and tell him to *bring to me* and he will, but I take hold of the

other side if it is a large object and we share the burden of

getting it up to my lap

> together.

> 6. He pulled off my socks, sweat pants and helped me off with my

flannel

> shirt, too. He put them all in the basket like I asked him to. I

don't

> know where I'd be without this Tolian of mine.

> 7. He opened the fridge for me, I got something out, took what I

wanted from

> the bag and Dewey put the bag back into the fridge on the proper

shelf!! So

> he got major time treats for that. I was able to close the door to

the

> refrigerator on my own, but it was so awesome to see him placing

that zip

> lock bag back on the shelf like that. He gets so tickled with his

own great work!

> 8. He brought me a bottle of medication from Rod. Rod told Dewey

to " take " and he took it in his mouth and then I asked him to bring

to me and

> he did tail all a wag. This tolian pup of mine just melts my heart

and blows me away every single day!

> 9. He braced and supported me all through the house and all the

way out to

> the mailbox and back when I wanted to walk without the chair, and

he took

> his time being extremely cautious and indicating any change or

object I

> might be interested in with his snout. I have one heck of a

priceless jewel

> for a dog. I never stop feeling amazed. |Now, on to my next post,

which be

> warned, is a *major* rant on people with bad attitudes and no

integrity.

>

> --

> Dodge

>

> Let me deal with honor. Let me act with courage. Let me achieve

humility.

>

> Read my blog at:

> http://jumpthis.wordpress.com

>

[Guest guest]

Hi Dodge:

Just read your post about " Dewey " . So glad you have a wonderful service

dog, and he can do so much to help you in your daily living.

I hope you will be feeling better soon. God Bless you and " Dewey " .

Hugs,

Barbara

>

> Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I don't

consider it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of shape, I

couldn't be and be a medic, but when I am, Dewey is there. this is just

a small sampling of the things Dewey does for me.

>

> Much Ado About Dewey and Me!

> *WARNING MAJOR DEWEY BRAG!!!*

>

>

> This is a post mostly about training and working with my guide/service

dog,

> Dewey... In case those disinterested in long rambles of owner trained

> assistance/guide dog brags would like to hit that wonderfully magical

D key or skip this entry, (go right ahead).

>

> This past Friday morning... Dewey, *my* Dewey, picked up a dime from

the

> hard kitchen floor! I dropped it, asked him to retrieve and bring and

he

> had to push the dime side-ways with his snout till he got it against

the metal

> strip where the carpet meets the vinyl flooring and from there he

bothered

> at the coin with his teeth until he could get the leverage to grab and

give it

> to me. I said " drop it " and he promptly plunked the shiny silver dime

right

> into my awaiting hand with tail proudly swishing on its fastest

setting!

>

> This dog is awesome. He is so willing to take whatever challenge I

throw

> his way, which is what makes working him such a euphoric experience.

Hmmm, I

> always said after getting my first program trained dog that if I ever

got

> mobility back I'd like to be a service dog trainer... Well I guess the

sweet

> irony of it all is that I am sort of one anyway and the dog I trained

is

> giving me a *lot* more back than just help to walk!

>

> Here is a couple days in the life of Dewey when his handler, (that

would be

> me), is so sick he cannot do much on his own. I spent the majority of

the

> past couple days in bed but I did shower and wash a few loads of

laundry

> plus cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher in my wheelchair.

That's

> no easy task let me tell ya, but albeit more time consuming, it's a

whole

> lot less painful and so the story goes...

>

> As you will read below, Dewey is a huge part of my day no matter what

I'm

> doing (or not doing.)

>

> Here are just a few things Dewey did for me over the past few days:

>

> 1. Picked up everything I've dropped and brought it to me including

that

> dime, the cordless phone, a brush and a credit card.

> 2. Very steadily braced me in and out of bed, in and out of the

wheelchair

> and assisted with transfers from wheelchair to bathtub and so on.

> 3. He brought me an empty laundry basket while I was sitting in my

> wheelchair and I then placed it on the ground to my right side. Next I

> began pulling articles of clothing from the clothes hamper which is

tall enough for me to reach into, and giving them to Dewey.

> 4. He took the articles of clothing from my hands and proudly dropped

them

> squarely into the waiting basket.

> 5. When all the laundry for that load was sorted and ready I had him

*help*

> bring the basket up to my lap... This is when I lean over in my

wheelchair

> and tell him to *bring to me* and he will, but I take hold of the

other side if it is a large object and we share the burden of getting it

up to my lap

> together.

> 6. He pulled off my socks, sweat pants and helped me off with my

flannel

> shirt, too. He put them all in the basket like I asked him to. I don't

> know where I'd be without this Tolian of mine.

> 7. He opened the fridge for me, I got something out, took what I

wanted from

> the bag and Dewey put the bag back into the fridge on the proper

shelf!! So

> he got major time treats for that. I was able to close the door to the

> refrigerator on my own, but it was so awesome to see him placing that

zip

> lock bag back on the shelf like that. He gets so tickled with his own

great work!

> 8. He brought me a bottle of medication from Rod. Rod told Dewey to

" take " and he took it in his mouth and then I asked him to bring to me

and

> he did tail all a wag. This tolian pup of mine just melts my heart and

blows me away every single day!

> 9. He braced and supported me all through the house and all the way

out to

> the mailbox and back when I wanted to walk without the chair, and he

took

> his time being extremely cautious and indicating any change or object

I

> might be interested in with his snout. I have one heck of a priceless

jewel

> for a dog. I never stop feeling amazed. |Now, on to my next post,

which be

> warned, is a *major* rant on people with bad attitudes and no

integrity.

>

> --

> Dodge

>

> Let me deal with honor. Let me act with courage. Let me achieve

humility.

>

> Read my blog at:

> http://jumpthis.wordpress.com

>

[Guest guest]

Dodge and group;

That is so beautiful Dodge. I love it. We are an animail family. I

love hearing how wonderful animails are. I had a pet skunk once,

and he loved me so much. I wouldn't reccomend it though. A skunk has

a short life expectency and it's so painful losing him.

My daughters dog is part boxer and something else I don't know. Her

baby my grandson name Kane is 2 months old. Rocky the boxer is

huge. When my daughter is fixing a bottle for Kane, Kane is crying

up a storm for his bottle. Rocky barks like crazy for my daughter to

help her baby Kane.

Rocky was so upset I had to hold the baby. I thought that was so

preious that Rocky was worried about Kane. We have no fears of Rocky

harming the baby what-so-ever. Rocky is so gentle with him.

I commend Dewey. You are so happy I see with your Dewey and I am so

happy to hear of such a beautiful story. Let me tell you how my

daughter Lilly found Rocky.

She was driving down the road one rainy night and saw a shadow run in

front of her car. She didnt know if she hit the shadow. She pulled

over and there was this big wet puppy. He was muddy and a little

bloody. She brought him home nursed him and has had him ever since.

I say to this day he saw her coming and threw himself in front of her

car haaaaaaaa. Knowing she was a animail lover he would get a great

home. His ears had been cut and his tail was cut she nursed him back

to health that's been about 7 years ago.

There was a junk yard near by and she figured he was doomed to be a

junk yard dog and took him home. She was so upset and crying for

this cute pup she hit. I keep telling her she didnt mean to hit him,

he through himself in front of her. I think he was so small the car

passed over him.

I am so happy Dewey has such a good friend. Take care and God bless

you and Dewey

gentle hugs

Clora

**********************************************************

>

> Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I

don't consider it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of

shape, I couldn't be and be a medic, but when I am, Dewey is there.

this is just a small sampling of the things Dewey does for me.

>

> Much Ado About Dewey and Me!

> *WARNING MAJOR DEWEY BRAG!!!*

>

>

> This is a post mostly about training and working with my

guide/service dog,

> Dewey... In case those disinterested in long rambles of owner

trained

> assistance/guide dog brags would like to hit that wonderfully

magical D key or skip this entry, (go right ahead).

>

> This past Friday morning... Dewey, *my* Dewey, picked up a dime

from the

> hard kitchen floor! I dropped it, asked him to retrieve and bring

and he

> had to push the dime side-ways with his snout till he got it

against the metal

> strip where the carpet meets the vinyl flooring and from there he

bothered

> at the coin with his teeth until he could get the leverage to grab

and give it

> to me. I said " drop it " and he promptly plunked the shiny silver

dime right

> into my awaiting hand with tail proudly swishing on its fastest

setting!

>

> This dog is awesome. He is so willing to take whatever challenge I

throw

> his way, which is what makes working him such a euphoric

experience. Hmmm, I

> always said after getting my first program trained dog that if I

ever got

> mobility back I'd like to be a service dog trainer... Well I guess

the sweet

> irony of it all is that I am sort of one anyway and the dog I

trained is

> giving me a *lot* more back than just help to walk!

>

> Here is a couple days in the life of Dewey when his handler, (that

would be

> me), is so sick he cannot do much on his own. I spent the majority

of the

> past couple days in bed but I did shower and wash a few loads of

laundry

> plus cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher in my

wheelchair. That's

> no easy task let me tell ya, but albeit more time consuming, it's a

whole

> lot less painful and so the story goes...

>

> As you will read below, Dewey is a huge part of my day no matter

what I'm

> doing (or not doing.)

>

> Here are just a few things Dewey did for me over the past few days:

>

> 1. Picked up everything I've dropped and brought it to me including

that

> dime, the cordless phone, a brush and a credit card.

> 2. Very steadily braced me in and out of bed, in and out of the

wheelchair

> and assisted with transfers from wheelchair to bathtub and so on.

> 3. He brought me an empty laundry basket while I was sitting in my

> wheelchair and I then placed it on the ground to my right side.

Next I

> began pulling articles of clothing from the clothes hamper which is

tall enough for me to reach into, and giving them to Dewey.

> 4. He took the articles of clothing from my hands and proudly

dropped them

> squarely into the waiting basket.

> 5. When all the laundry for that load was sorted and ready I had

him *help*

> bring the basket up to my lap... This is when I lean over in my

wheelchair

> and tell him to *bring to me* and he will, but I take hold of the

other side if it is a large object and we share the burden of getting

it up to my lap

> together.

> 6. He pulled off my socks, sweat pants and helped me off with my

flannel

> shirt, too. He put them all in the basket like I asked him to. I

don't

> know where I'd be without this Tolian of mine.

> 7. He opened the fridge for me, I got something out, took what I

wanted from

> the bag and Dewey put the bag back into the fridge on the proper

shelf!! So

> he got major time treats for that. I was able to close the door to

the

> refrigerator on my own, but it was so awesome to see him placing

that zip

> lock bag back on the shelf like that. He gets so tickled with his

own great work!

> 8. He brought me a bottle of medication from Rod. Rod told Dewey

to " take " and he took it in his mouth and then I asked him to bring

to me and

> he did tail all a wag. This tolian pup of mine just melts my heart

and blows me away every single day!

> 9. He braced and supported me all through the house and all the way

out to

> the mailbox and back when I wanted to walk without the chair, and

he took

> his time being extremely cautious and indicating any change or

object I

> might be interested in with his snout. I have one heck of a

priceless jewel

> for a dog. I never stop feeling amazed. |Now, on to my next post,

which be

> warned, is a *major* rant on people with bad attitudes and no

integrity.

>

> --

> Dodge

>

> Let me deal with honor. Let me act with courage. Let me achieve

humility.

>

> Read my blog at:

> http://jumpthis.wordpress.com

>

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SOUNDS LIKE AN AWESOME DOG! YOU GO DEWEY!

From: Dodge Porter <medicdodge@...>

Subject: Much Ado About Dewey and Me

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Date: Sunday, November 16, 2008, 3:29 AM

Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I don't consider

it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of shape, I couldn't be and be a

medic, but when I am, Dewey is there. this is just a small sampling of the

things Dewey does for me.

Much Ado About Dewey and Me!

*WARNING MAJOR DEWEY BRAG!!!*

This is a post mostly about training and working with my guide/service dog,

Dewey... In case those disinterested in long rambles of owner trained

assistance/guide dog brags would like to hit that wonderfully magical D key or

skip this entry, (go right ahead).

This past Friday morning... Dewey, *my* Dewey, picked up a dime from the

hard kitchen floor! I dropped it, asked him to retrieve and bring and he

had to push the dime side-ways with his snout till he got it against the metal

strip where the carpet meets the vinyl flooring and from there he bothered

at the coin with his teeth until he could get the leverage to grab and give it

to me. I said " drop it " and he promptly plunked the shiny silver dime right

into my awaiting hand with tail proudly swishing on its fastest setting!

This dog is awesome. He is so willing to take whatever challenge I throw

his way, which is what makes working him such a euphoric experience. Hmmm, I

always said after getting my first program trained dog that if I ever got

mobility back I'd like to be a service dog trainer... Well I guess the sweet

irony of it all is that I am sort of one anyway and the dog I trained is

giving me a *lot* more back than just help to walk!

Here is a couple days in the life of Dewey when his handler, (that would be

me), is so sick he cannot do much on his own. I spent the majority of the

past couple days in bed but I did shower and wash a few loads of laundry

plus cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher in my wheelchair. That's

no easy task let me tell ya, but albeit more time consuming, it's a whole

lot less painful and so the story goes...

As you will read below, Dewey is a huge part of my day no matter what I'm

doing (or not doing.)

Here are just a few things Dewey did for me over the past few days:

1. Picked up everything I've dropped and brought it to me including that

dime, the cordless phone, a brush and a credit card.

2. Very steadily braced me in and out of bed, in and out of the wheelchair

and assisted with transfers from wheelchair to bathtub and so on.

3. He brought me an empty laundry basket while I was sitting in my

wheelchair and I then placed it on the ground to my right side. Next I

began pulling articles of clothing from the clothes hamper which is tall enough

for me to reach into, and giving them to Dewey.

4. He took the articles of clothing from my hands and proudly dropped them

squarely into the waiting basket.

5. When all the laundry for that load was sorted and ready I had him *help*

bring the basket up to my lap... This is when I lean over in my wheelchair

and tell him to *bring to me* and he will, but I take hold of the other side if

it is a large object and we share the burden of getting it up to my lap

together.

6. He pulled off my socks, sweat pants and helped me off with my flannel

shirt, too. He put them all in the basket like I asked him to. I don't

know where I'd be without this Tolian of mine.

7. He opened the fridge for me, I got something out, took what I wanted from

the bag and Dewey put the bag back into the fridge on the proper shelf!! So

he got major time treats for that. I was able to close the door to the

refrigerator on my own, but it was so awesome to see him placing that zip

lock bag back on the shelf like that. He gets so tickled with his own great

work!

8. He brought me a bottle of medication from Rod. Rod told Dewey to " take " and

he took it in his mouth and then I asked him to bring to me and

he did tail all a wag. This tolian pup of mine just melts my heart and blows me

away every single day!

9. He braced and supported me all through the house and all the way out to

the mailbox and back when I wanted to walk without the chair, and he took

his time being extremely cautious and indicating any change or object I

might be interested in with his snout. I have one heck of a priceless jewel

for a dog. I never stop feeling amazed. |Now, on to my next post, which be

warned, is a *major* rant on people with bad attitudes and no integrity.

--

Dodge

Let me deal with honor. Let me act with courage. Let me achieve humility.

Read my blog at:

http://jumpthis. wordpress. com

[Guest guest]

Amazing, Dodge! You're so lucky to have him.

Sue

On Sunday, November 16, 2008, at 03:29 AM, Dodge Porter wrote:

> Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I don't

> consider it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of shape, I

> couldn't be and be a medic, but when I am, Dewey is there. this is

> just a small sampling of the things Dewey does for me.

[Guest guest]

I love your story about your service dog and would love hear more about him.  I

have RA, Osteo and fibro but and getting along fairly well - most days that is. 

I now work at HASL which is an independent abilities center.  You may check out

their website at www.haslonline.org   I am working as an employment coordinator

finding jobs for those with disabilities and seniors re entering the work force.

I  used to be on the Board of Directors of HASL but had to resign when I took

the position working for them.  I would love to share your story and email with

them with permission.  They always love to hear stories like yours and some

people with be jealous that you have such a jewel as Dewey........I really don't

mean jealous as we are always happy when someone else has such a success being

more independent.  I would love to be able to see Dewey in action.  Anyway I

just wanted permission to share the email.

Thanks and good luck from Pat in So Ore.

  Bureau Alvarez

________________________________

From: nana2livi <s.p5315@...>

Sent: Sunday, November 16, 2008 12:40:12 AM

Subject: [ ] Re: Much Ado About Dewey and Me

Dodge,

Dewey is wonderful! It is great that you have him and that he has

you.

Shirley

--- In @gro ups.com, Dodge Porter <medicdodge@ ...>

wrote:

>

> Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I

don't consider it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of

shape, I couldn't be and be a medic, but when I am, Dewey is there.

this is just a small sampling of the things Dewey does for me.

>

> Much Ado About Dewey and Me!

> *WARNING MAJOR DEWEY BRAG!!!*

>

>

> This is a post mostly about training and working with my

guide/service dog,

> Dewey... In case those disinterested in long rambles of owner

trained

> assistance/guide dog brags would like to hit that wonderfully

magical D key or skip this entry, (go right ahead).

>

> This past Friday morning... Dewey, *my* Dewey, picked up a dime

from the

> hard kitchen floor! I dropped it, asked him to retrieve and bring

and he

> had to push the dime side-ways with his snout till he got it

against the metal

> strip where the carpet meets the vinyl flooring and from there he

bothered

> at the coin with his teeth until he could get the leverage to grab

and give it

> to me. I said " drop it " and he promptly plunked the shiny silver

dime right

> into my awaiting hand with tail proudly swishing on its fastest

setting!

>

> This dog is awesome. He is so willing to take whatever challenge I

throw

> his way, which is what makes working him such a euphoric

experience. Hmmm, I

> always said after getting my first program trained dog that if I

ever got

> mobility back I'd like to be a service dog trainer... Well I guess

the sweet

> irony of it all is that I am sort of one anyway and the dog I

trained is

> giving me a *lot* more back than just help to walk!

>

> Here is a couple days in the life of Dewey when his handler, (that

would be

> me), is so sick he cannot do much on his own. I spent the majority

of the

> past couple days in bed but I did shower and wash a few loads of

laundry

> plus cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher in my

wheelchair. That's

> no easy task let me tell ya, but albeit more time consuming, it's

a whole

> lot less painful and so the story goes...

>

> As you will read below, Dewey is a huge part of my day no matter

what I'm

> doing (or not doing.)

>

> Here are just a few things Dewey did for me over the past few days:

>

> 1. Picked up everything I've dropped and brought it to me

including that

> dime, the cordless phone, a brush and a credit card.

> 2. Very steadily braced me in and out of bed, in and out of the

wheelchair

> and assisted with transfers from wheelchair to bathtub and so on.

> 3. He brought me an empty laundry basket while I was sitting in my

> wheelchair and I then placed it on the ground to my right side.

Next I

> began pulling articles of clothing from the clothes hamper which

is tall enough for me to reach into, and giving them to Dewey.

> 4. He took the articles of clothing from my hands and proudly

dropped them

> squarely into the waiting basket.

> 5. When all the laundry for that load was sorted and ready I had

him *help*

> bring the basket up to my lap... This is when I lean over in my

wheelchair

> and tell him to *bring to me* and he will, but I take hold of the

other side if it is a large object and we share the burden of

getting it up to my lap

> together.

> 6. He pulled off my socks, sweat pants and helped me off with my

flannel

> shirt, too. He put them all in the basket like I asked him to. I

don't

> know where I'd be without this Tolian of mine.

> 7. He opened the fridge for me, I got something out, took what I

wanted from

> the bag and Dewey put the bag back into the fridge on the proper

shelf!! So

> he got major time treats for that. I was able to close the door to

the

> refrigerator on my own, but it was so awesome to see him placing

that zip

> lock bag back on the shelf like that. He gets so tickled with his

own great work!

> 8. He brought me a bottle of medication from Rod. Rod told Dewey

to " take " and he took it in his mouth and then I asked him to bring

to me and

> he did tail all a wag. This tolian pup of mine just melts my heart

and blows me away every single day!

> 9. He braced and supported me all through the house and all the

way out to

> the mailbox and back when I wanted to walk without the chair, and

he took

> his time being extremely cautious and indicating any change or

object I

> might be interested in with his snout. I have one heck of a

priceless jewel

> for a dog. I never stop feeling amazed. |Now, on to my next post,

which be

> warned, is a *major* rant on people with bad attitudes and no

integrity.

>

> --

> Dodge

>

> Let me deal with honor. Let me act with courage. Let me achieve

humility.

>

> Read my blog at:

> http://jumpthis. wordpress. com

>

[Guest guest]

Dodge,

I appreciate hearing your brag. I too use a service dog and she is

incredible! She pulls my wheelchair, carrys my stuff and helps balance when I

walk.

Lexie & her angel, Gracie

[Guest guest]

I'm now in love with Dewey! Thank you for sharing this post. It's

magnificent!

>

> Since this post deals with my service dog and how he helps me, I

don't consider it off topic. Now, I am not always in this bad of

shape, I couldn't be and be a medic, but when I am, Dewey is there.

this is just a small sampling of the things Dewey does for me.

>

> Much Ado About Dewey and Me!

> *WARNING MAJOR DEWEY BRAG!!!*

>

>

> This is a post mostly about training and working with my

guide/service dog,

> Dewey... In case those disinterested in long rambles of owner trained

> assistance/guide dog brags would like to hit that wonderfully

magical D key or skip this entry, (go right ahead).

>

> This past Friday morning... Dewey, *my* Dewey, picked up a dime from the

> hard kitchen floor! I dropped it, asked him to retrieve and bring and he

> had to push the dime side-ways with his snout till he got it against

the metal

> strip where the carpet meets the vinyl flooring and from there he

bothered

> at the coin with his teeth until he could get the leverage to grab

and give it

> to me. I said " drop it " and he promptly plunked the shiny silver

dime right

> into my awaiting hand with tail proudly swishing on its fastest setting!

>

> This dog is awesome. He is so willing to take whatever challenge I throw

> his way, which is what makes working him such a euphoric experience.

Hmmm, I

> always said after getting my first program trained dog that if I

ever got

> mobility back I'd like to be a service dog trainer... Well I guess

the sweet

> irony of it all is that I am sort of one anyway and the dog I trained is

> giving me a *lot* more back than just help to walk!

>

> Here is a couple days in the life of Dewey when his handler, (that

would be

> me), is so sick he cannot do much on his own. I spent the majority

of the

> past couple days in bed but I did shower and wash a few loads of laundry

> plus cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher in my wheelchair.

That's

> no easy task let me tell ya, but albeit more time consuming, it's a

whole

> lot less painful and so the story goes...

>

> As you will read below, Dewey is a huge part of my day no matter

what I'm

> doing (or not doing.)

>

> Here are just a few things Dewey did for me over the past few days:

>

> 1. Picked up everything I've dropped and brought it to me including that

> dime, the cordless phone, a brush and a credit card.

> 2. Very steadily braced me in and out of bed, in and out of the

wheelchair

> and assisted with transfers from wheelchair to bathtub and so on.

> 3. He brought me an empty laundry basket while I was sitting in my

> wheelchair and I then placed it on the ground to my right side. Next I

> began pulling articles of clothing from the clothes hamper which is

tall enough for me to reach into, and giving them to Dewey.

> 4. He took the articles of clothing from my hands and proudly

dropped them

> squarely into the waiting basket.

> 5. When all the laundry for that load was sorted and ready I had him

*help*

> bring the basket up to my lap... This is when I lean over in my

wheelchair

> and tell him to *bring to me* and he will, but I take hold of the

other side if it is a large object and we share the burden of getting

it up to my lap

> together.

> 6. He pulled off my socks, sweat pants and helped me off with my flannel

> shirt, too. He put them all in the basket like I asked him to. I don't

> know where I'd be without this Tolian of mine.

> 7. He opened the fridge for me, I got something out, took what I

wanted from

> the bag and Dewey put the bag back into the fridge on the proper

shelf!! So

> he got major time treats for that. I was able to close the door to the

> refrigerator on my own, but it was so awesome to see him placing

that zip

> lock bag back on the shelf like that. He gets so tickled with his

own great work!

> 8. He brought me a bottle of medication from Rod. Rod told Dewey to

" take " and he took it in his mouth and then I asked him to bring to me and

> he did tail all a wag. This tolian pup of mine just melts my heart

and blows me away every single day!

> 9. He braced and supported me all through the house and all the way

out to

> the mailbox and back when I wanted to walk without the chair, and he

took

> his time being extremely cautious and indicating any change or object I

> might be interested in with his snout. I have one heck of a

priceless jewel

> for a dog. I never stop feeling amazed. |Now, on to my next post,

which be

> warned, is a *major* rant on people with bad attitudes and no integrity.

>

> --

> Dodge

>

> Let me deal with honor. Let me act with courage. Let me achieve

humility.

>

> Read my blog at:

> http://jumpthis.wordpress.com

>