I have to take a moment and brag a little about my boy Hank. When I started training him to be my service dog over a year ago I felt like it was going to be a monumental task. I remember thinking that it would be insane to take him to the mall or to a restaurant. Fast forward to now: over Christmas weekend he handled the 4.5 hour drive to Charlotte from Jacksonville. He spent the weekend around my loud crazy family. Handled Concord Mill (HUGE mall) on Christmas Eve. Handled my dad going into the hospital on Christmas Day. Multiple restaurant trips... And then another 4.5 hour drive back to Jacksonville. Then he handled turning around one day later and driving 10.5 hours to Alabama to visit with my husband's family. He handled another huge mall. Going out to eat. Walmart trips. He even went to church with us on New Years Day for Sunday morning service and slept through a Pentecostal preacher and a congregation full of very loud, spirit filled folks. My Hank has handled literally every task I've asked of him with grace and determination. He is currently passed out on the bed beside me as we've made our way back to Charlotte from Alabama and will be heading back to Jacksonville in a few days. To say that I am proud is an understatement. Three months ago I would not have even gone out of the house as much as I've been out and about the last few weeks. Service dogs are amazing and I can't explain how much gratitude I have that my dog who started out his life as just our family pet has become such an extension of myself. The fact that he shields me, comforts me, aids me in mobility and provides me with the love that only a dog can give blows my mind daily. I am in awe of my little man. Service dogs save lives. My Hank is a blessing and I hope that the next time any of you sees someone out with their service dog you'll understand just how important these working dogs are for those they assist and why it's so important to be courteous as these animals are truly taking on monumental tasks daily.