Michaela Williams & Grace
For years I took in and helped difficult dogs, and now I’m the one that needs the help of a dog.
For more than thirty years I was a psychotherapist often taking on the most difficult cases; and I did the same with dogs, adopting the most challenging and least likely to be rescued from the area shelters.
Until 1994, when I was injured in a hiking accident with my dog, I was physically active, including tending my organic garden which fed me and another family. After the accident, I lost the stabilizing ligament in my left knee which began the long decline. Unfortunately, due to another dog clipping me in a neighbor’s yard, the same thing happened to my right knee.
Since then, despite using a cane, on several occasions I have fallen after being bumped into, and now my physician has warned me that I cannot sustain any further injury to my knees. A service dog would protect me from these kinds of accidents and, through being stabilized, I will regain the confidence and courage to run errands and work in the garden.
I also think it’s important to mention that I live alone and that on January 3rd, 2014, my dog of fourteen years had to be put down. (She was also an abused dog rescued from the local shelter.) I miss her terribly and my home feels empty without a dog.