Shrimp, BBQ and Cabaret

Gonna try to be brief as I really need to catch up!!!

Shrimp’s game

As is his way, Ulysses did great at the Shrimp’s game. A number of kids came up to him, asking to pet him. He was still while they pet his golden locks. The highlight, though, was having South Paw stop by. Ulysses did great with him too! Didn’t shy away; didn’t seem concerned and definitely not aggressive. And yes, we got some good pictures!

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He was so tired at the end of the evening!

 

5 & Dime Cabaret

Some dear friends (and best voices in Jacksonville) were performing in a cabaret for

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Ulysses sports the obligatory program photo

The 5 & Dime, one of our local theatres. Josh’s “best friend” is Ulysses, and Ulysses is my show buddy so you know he had to go with me. (Josh actually came running up saying, “My best friend is here! My best friend is here! Oh, hi Susan.” LOL) Due to some renovations at The 5 & Dime’s theatre, the cabaret was at Bab’s Lab in the Cork District, a location we had not been to before. We arrived early; I got Ulysses out of the truck but did not loop the hands-free leash over my shoulder as I figured we would be inside quickly. So with leash in one hand and treat bag in the other, we walked around the truck to the side-walk to find ourselves charged by a guard dog behind a fence in the space next to Bab’s Lab. Ulysses went berserk, naturally, so now I have a teenage, 55 pound, puppy jumping like a kangaroo while a dog is trying his best to get to us through the fence. I got Ulysses over to where I had something to help me block his view of the other dog, and started settling him down. A gentleman got out of his car and crossed the street, asking if I needed any help. As politely as I could (while my heart rate was at about 180, my brain was racing a mile a minute, and my hands were full), I thanked him but declined his assistance. After I finally calmed Ulysses down, I put the hands-free leash on, filled my hand with treats and readied us to go into the building. It was at that point that I saw that the door to the cabaret wasn’t

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He’s so chill at events!

there on the sidewalk. Nope. Had to walk down a sidewalk between the fenced yard with the dog and the building to get to the door. Oh boy! The dog/fence was on my left, the heeling side, but I decided to keep Ulysses on my left – between me and the fence, right next to the guard dog. We walked over, the dog started his protection and I kept shoving treats at Ulysses. Without any issue, we made it to the door and inside. My first words – can I have a beer! Interestingly enough, the gentleman who offered assistance sat behind me with his family, and at intermission they complimented me on how I handled the situation. I’m glad I didn’t know I had an audience! (And the cabaret was fantastic as always!)

 

 

2nd Annual Military Appreciation
Veterans United Craft Brewery

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Ulysses and I had a good time at the Brewery, catching up with friends and enjoying some craft beer.  (Well, I enjoyed the beer; Ulysses watched.)  And the BBQ was fantastic!

 

 

 

 

 

From Around the Web…

 

Service Dog Solutions:
Next Steps in Federal Support for Veterans with PTSD

  • About 140,000 of America’s veterans deployed since 9/11 suffer from PTSD. Standard VA treatments have been ineffective, or even made things worse.
  • Service dogs offer an alternative to traditional treatments as highly trained companions that provide emotional support to veterans suffering from PTSD.
  • The proposed PAWS Act sets up guidelines to make service dogs an official treatment option for American veterans—an alternative that Congress should support.

 

 

 

Awesome note from one our warriors.
“I just want to thank K9s For Warriors for introducing me to my new battle buddy. This experience has been life changing in more than one way. First, my battle buddy, Susie, has already changed my life. I’ve heard a few things recently that I don’t hear very often: “you look relaxed,” “you are smiling,” “you look happy, “you don’t look angry.” These may seem like small things, but they are huge in my life. I’ve also had the privilege of meeting some of the most amazing people I’ve ever known. Your entire staff and all the volunteers bent over backwards to make us feel at home. I’m not sure if one of the intended results was to change my outlook on humanity, but I witnessed first hand that there are a lot of people that truly care. They aren’t in it for anything but to give to people that are in need. Sometimes we go through life and our experiences begin to form negative opinions that actually become “truths” for us. The last three weeks have challenged those false “truths” in my life. Please share with your staff and volunteers that their hard work and commitment has not gone unrecognized. Thank you from the bottom of my heart!”

 

 

 

From First Coast News:  One local ninja warrior is testing himself, all to honor his brother, an army veteran who committed suicide.  How he hopes “American Ninja Warrior” will help his cause.

 

Rory Diamond, CEO of K9s For Warriors, is a Facebook junkie like me.  (Rory, I say that very lovingly.)  For that I’m very grateful as his posts spread the great work that K9s For Warriors is doing … and gives me lots to share with you!

This week, some of our employees participated in “warrior for a day” training. These staff members leashed up to gain insight on what it is like to train with a service dog. We would like to thank all of our wonderful dog and warrior trainers who made this possible. We appreciate your hard work!

 

 

 

 

 

Air Carrier Act has changed – check with airline.

 

 

Susie was at Flagler Humane Society and was sent to K9s For Warriors and trained to be a service dog for her new dad Walter. Here she is at her graduation. Congratulations Susie!

 

 

 

Until next week, be safe.
This blog, week 17, represents May 22nd – 28th, 2017.

 

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Please note that article sources do not indicate my personal political leanings.
If the article is true and supports K9s for Warriors,
I do not care what side of the aisle it was written from!

 

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