Life is full of temptations. When I am out working I meet little kids who want to pet me, adults who try to pet me, and some people want to feed me people food! My mom usually handles these kinds of temptations for me with a simple, courtesy but firm, “No, she is working.”
Lately, this strong inner dog comes out and boy, do I get in trouble. I love people and when my mom friend’s come over and I am not in harness~ well, I can be so bad. I whine, I bark and….Yes, I jump. YIKES! It just happens! As soon as it happens my mom tells be to go straight to the “kennel,” or she steps on my leash and puts me in a “down-stay” position. And she gives me a look that hurts me to the heart. I see how I disappointed her. My mom is dead serious about crucifying my inner dog instincts. She says it is not who I am anymore. The old dog has to die in order to fulfill my true calling as a Service Dog.
Some people defend me and say, “That’s just natural.” Or “let her be a dog.” While it is true that I have natural dog instincts, I am not just a dog. I have a higher calling on my life. My mom gives me “dog time” which is like people’s “Miller Time,” where I relax or sometimes we go to the field to play. It is clear though that the things that “just happen” are unacceptable in defining who I really am. When my harness goes on, my mindset is to serve. My mom is disciplining me to have that mindset all the time, even when those old dog instincts kick in full throttle. I am more than just a dog. I am a Service Dog. I live for my mom- to serve. I love to serve. Is there anything Greater than serving the Master?