Hello, my name is Dustin. The way I see it, everything happens for one purpose or another. When I was a child I wanted to be a lawyer or a doctor when I grew up. I never thought that a dog would change my life so drastically that I would want to make a career out of training dogs for service. A dog did change my life, his name is Ogie.
Dakota has changed Scott's life in many ways; they have become inseparable and spend their days together in each other's company. Dakota gives Scott more responsibility, more independence, and a better overall quality of life.
I really didn't know much about ICAN when I applied for a service dog. A friend of mine suggested this organization after she attended a fundraiser. We were put on the wait list and received a call in 2014 saying they might have a dog that would be a good match: Miss Clare.
"To be able to put a furry little friend's well being, growth and happiness before your own - Oh, how it's worth it - for such dedication is the door to our own happiness.'' - R. Simmons
I discovered ICAN by observing their dogs in action at the Community North Rehabilitation Center while visiting my father. I watched in awe as the dogs assisted my father and patients with physical therapy and emotional support. Little did I know how ICAN and their dogs would take me on a journey of support, personal growth and new friendships.
A wonderful poem by ICAN volunteer Steve Ward.
Woof! My name is Maizie! Born a Leo on August 17th in a litter of eight, my mamma is a beautiful golden retriever named Jamie and my daddy is a handsome lab named Forest. Of course, I take after BOTH of them, and I am in training to become an ICAN service dog. OH! and for those of you who didn't know...I also have a side career as an ICAN Super Star!
My husband Perry Renn was a police officer who died in the line of duty less than two months before you were born. He served the community for over 20 years and was very dedicated with a strong work ethic and desire to serve. For his long service and final sacrifice, the community has honored him by showing their gratitude in several ways, and while every one of those honors is greatly appreciated, you being named after him is extra meaningful because Perry LOVED dogs.
I am reminded daily how God provided the right dog at just the right time. For the past two years, disease had left me medically fragile and homebound. Hourly pain, isolation, as well as the loss of health, friends, school, work, and activities were debilitating. Just as life appeared hard enough, I lost my faithful dog of 14 years.
I firmly believe that hope can be found, even when the hardest of times brings us to our knees, and we are tempted to give in to discouragement, loneliness and despair. Ernest Hemingway wrote in his great American novel, A Farewell to Arms, "The world breaks everyone, but later, some are stronger at the broken places."
Well here we are, another month flown by. Everyone has been so busy. I know there's a lot to do to get things wrapped up for the winter. Things have been hectic on our end trying to make sure we have all the details planned out for our upcoming December graduation. There are so many things to do just with the decorations. Sorry that this month's blog is rather short - I've been so busy training and rolling in the leaves that I haven't had nearly enough time to write!
The girls found a baby bird that couldn't fly in the yard today. My handler, Mindy and a couple of other girls were all worried about it and decided to bring it inside and try to take care of it. I thought it was a great idea until I found out