My husband and I chatted, enjoyed our dinner at a favorite restaurant, then got up to leave. As we walked toward the door, I smiled as people at nearby tables commented with surprise that I had a dog with me.
That is as it should be.
It seems these days there is a lot of confusion about the difference between a Service Dog and a Therapy Dog. Hopefully, we'll be able to clear up the confusion for you.
"I love my dog and I want to take it everywhere with me. I see dogs with vests that are allowed to go with their owners. Why can't I just buy a vest and take my dog too?"
I remember my first plane trip with my Service Dog, Rowan, and how anxious I felt: Would I have problems at security or boarding the plane? Would my dog be restless on the plane?
As I write this, I am waiting for a biopsy report for Rowan. I went out without him this afternoon and kept looking over for him in the car or expecting to feel him by my side while I was walking, and I kept getting pulled up short by the anxious knot in my stomach and the almost-naked feeling of being out without him.
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