*This post is part of a series originally posted on my former blog, Stinker Babies. I’m reposting here for families who are interested in learning more about the process of being matched with a service dog for their children. This series was written during March of 2013.*
Today was the day.
My eyes flew open before my alarm had even finished the first beep.
Today was the day!
Even with all of our excitement and nervous energy, we still managed to be 40 minutes late to breakfast. But I know us and had planned accordingly. So we just ate a bit faster and we left the hotel right on time.
We headed to 4 Paws and arrived right at the suggested half hour early. I expected to have beaten most of the group there but when we walked in, the place was buzzing! Half of the large room is devoted to training exercises with seating around the edges. The other half of the room has tables, video games, toys, movies, puzzles, sensory activities, and all sorts of other things to keep the kids entertained.
There were kennels nearby. With dogs in them. Were they ours? Were we allowed to go closer and investigate? I hesitantly started moving down the row.
The fourth kennel on the left had our girl in it. She was right. there. We bent down to say hello. She quickly sat up and backed away. She seemed a little nervous with all of the excitement and commotion going on around her.
Then I started to get nervous, too. What if she doesn’t like us? What if it turns out that she’s not ready? What if the bond doesn’t form?
There are 12 families in our class. After an introduction of 4 Paws staff from Jeremy, the training director, and introductions of each family, bags of treats were passed out to each family. My heart started to beat faster. One by one, the dogs were brought out and introduced to their new families. One by one, I watched as months and years of preparation, planning, struggle and hope came to a beautiful fruition. One by one, each family shed some happy tears and beamed with joy as they embraced the newest member of their family.
Even though we were anxious to get our girl in our arms, it was a beautiful experience to go last and be able to witness these eleven families change before my very eyes.
And then, suddenly, there she was.
As the trainer led her over to our family, I just hoped that she would like us and grow to love us as much as we already loved her. They say the quickest way to a dog’s heart is through her stomach so we just shoveled treats into her mouth. So far, it seems about right! She came right to us and enjoyed all the attention and kibble.
I have no words for what this day has been like.
As for April? I’m already like a biased mother. She is the sweetest, smartest, most beautiful dog that has ever lived. We worked on “sit” and “down” today. And by “we,” I mean the humans. The dogs are already awesomely trained. We just have to practice together and get her used to our voices giving the commands instead of the familiar trainers.
We rocked it today.
Between all the crazy emotions and anticipation and lack of sleep and a trip to Walmart, I am so beyond exhausted. Apparently, so was Gracie. While we were walking around like zombies at Walmart, she said she had to go potty. She totally fell asleep on the toilet and slept through the rest of the trip back to the hotel.
One day down, ten more to go! And I’m not sure how I feel about that yet. I wish we could stay in this safe cocoon of a learning environment for a few months.
Tomorrow, we will start right in with training and practice from 10 a.m. until 4 p.m. Then, April will come home to the hotel with us and she will be that much closer to being ours!
And April is there. Waiting for us. Waiting for her boy.
This One Tiny Life by Ashley Doyle Pooser 