John & Service Dog Owen
In the morning when I wake up I usually look down and see Owen with my sock in his mouth, wagging his tail, as if to say "I got your sock in my mouth. You got my cookie." And so begins our day. I drop everything, Owen picks up everything. Owen helps me in the kitchen closing cabinets and carrying things for me. He also helps me with my retiring service dog Chadly, and they will go out together and Owen will stay with her, stay close, and Chadly will lie down, and Owen will come next to and touch her, just to let her know that he's next to her.