Morey

Morey
Morey, My 2nd Service Dog

Friday, July 25, 2014

Exploring Sacramento

On Friday afternoon our conference session got over early and so I decided to go do some sight seeing in Sacramento. The historic section of the city, Old Sacramento, was only a mile and a half away from our hotel so Morey and I set out on an adventure. Although Morey is not exactly what I would describe as a protection dog, I always do feel safer when he is with me and I am not sure if I would have felt comfortable wandering around a city by myself without him.

By the time we arrived in Old Sacramento all of the museums were closed but we still got to explore and see the sights. The history of the "Wild West" is fascinating to me and there were lots of historical plaques with things like the end of the Pony Express Route and the train depot. We saw the Sacramento River and I kept a tight hold on Morey's leash in case he decided he wanted to go swimming!

At the train depot there were several crates that would have been used to ship cargo from across the county. Morey was just the right size to fit inside but I assured him that traveling by air is a much more comfortable way to travel! He is a little spoiled and I am not sure how well he would have survived back in the Gold Rush days!
 

You could go for train rides along the Sacramento River on one of the historic trains but unfortunately none of them were accessible. There are special exemptions for historical places when it comes to accessibility, since making them accessible often means changing some of the "historicalness". I understand this but it can still be frustrating to be denied access.
 
I was looking for a place to have dinner and as I walked along a strip of small restaurants a woman came outside to offer some water to Morey. Apparently she had seen us coming and had noticed that Morey was panting. I was out of the water I had brought so I gratefully accepted on Morey's behalf and he did his best to drink out of the cup that she held out for him.
 
She had come out of the Indo CafĂ© which specialized in Indonesian and Thai food. (You can see pictures of the restaurant and its historical building at their website: http://indo-cafe.com/2.html) That  sounded pretty good so I followed her inside to check out their menu. The woman explained that Indonesia was her home country and she was so excited that I wanted to try her native food. I asked her for a recommendation and she ended up ordering my food and an interesting kind of drink for me. It was really good and I'll have to be on the look out for Indonesian restaurants in Austin!
 
As it turns out, the owner is a Longhorn and graduated from UT back in the 60s! He and his wife were the only people working in the restaurant and it was fun to enjoy a meal while chatting with the owner and sharing stories of landmarks in Austin.
 They had this sign hanging in the restaurant and I found it funny that Texas spicy was second only to Indonesian spicy!

As is true of most of my trips, I didn't have enough time to explore and enjoy the unique aspects of the city while I was there. I guess that means I'll just have to go back again some day!
 

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Canine Colleagues

When you go to any disability-related event you can pretty much expect to see at least one or two service dogs. This conference was no exception and with over 1,000 people attending I saw 1 hearing dog, 3 other service dogs and 2 guide dogs (because the conference was spread out over several hotels and a conference center there may have been others that I didn't see).

As a service dog trainer, I tend to have a critical eye when evaluating the relationships and level of training in other service dog teams. It is not uncommon to see dogs that aren't kept in top condition (overweight or with very long toenails) or that are more interested in what is happening around them than in their human partners. It takes work to maintain a healthy and highly functioning working team and unfortunately some people don't put in the effort it takes. For those that do, it is truly a pleasure to watch them work together so seamlessly.

I was very impressed by most of the service dogs I saw at the conference. I was also impressed by Morey's behavior around the other dogs. In the past, he has gotten a little too excited around other dogs because he thinks he is going to get to play with them. I really think his agility classes have helped him since he is now more used to being around other dogs without getting to play with them. This is a huge relief to me as his behavior around other dogs was a little hard to manage.

There was one dog that we saw a lot throughout the conference, a female yellow lab service dog. We ended up sitting across from each other during one session and although Morey stayed in a down, he was quite interested in her every move. That dog gave her human partner such great eye contact and I mentioned this to her partner when our paths crossed. It turns out her dog was trained by NEADS, a program located in Massachusetts, and they have been together less than a year. It definitely looked like their partnership is off to a great start!

This dog used a Gentle Leader (a piece of equipment that loops around a dog's muzzle to give the human handler a little more control over the dog. Although it might sound cruel it's actually not at all and is a lot better for the dog than a choke chain). My co-worker commented to me later that she was surprised to see a service dog muzzled. This gave me a chance to provide some education and launch into my "it is not a muzzle" speech. Since I don't use a Gentle Leader with Morey I forgot how much misunderstanding and confusion they cause for the general public.

There were several older services dogs who had obviously been working with their partners for many years. One of the them was an old golden retriever who was white in the face. It looked a lot like my precious Jessie and it made me tear up each time I saw this dignified dog. There was also an older black lab guide dog who was obviously quite experienced. One thing I have learned to do when I am working around guide dog teams is to let their partner know that I am approaching with another dog. This is just as a courtesy to let them know why their dog might be distracted. However, this dog didn't even seem to notice or care that there were other dogs walking by.

There were two service dogs that weren't quite as impressive. One was a Pomeranian/Chihuahua hearing dog. It would bark/lunge at other dogs if you got too close so Morey and I kept our distance. During one of the breaks, the woman with this dog came over to sit at the table where Morey and I were sitting. She explained that her dog had been brutally attacked from behind by a dog a few months ago  and that ever since then her dog had been very defensive around other dogs. She said that the conference had been a good experience for her dog because it had exposed him to dogs that weren't a threat and really didn't want to interact with him.

It made me very sad to hear her story. Unfortunately it is fairly common to hear about working dogs being attacked and often their person is unable to do anything about it-especially if they can't see or hear it coming. Sometimes attacks like this force a dog into early retirement if they aren't able to recover their confidence and ability to work around other dogs without being defensive/aggressive. Some states have passed laws or ordinances that set stiff penalties for people who attack, or have dogs who attack, a service dog. However at that point the damage has often been done and no amount of renumeration can replace the working partnership you had with your dog.

 I'm not sure if one of the dogs we encountered was even a service dog or just a pet that a person with a disability had brought to the conference. It was a small white dog and it often rode around on her lap while she used a wheelchair. It had no vest or bandana (which is not required) and did not seem to have any training. At one point the woman, who is a single leg amputee, was standing up using her crutches and left her dog sitting in her wheelchair which was parked near a table. The dog climbed up on the table and began eating off a plate of food that had been left there. I was horrified!!

The woman was also letting the dog run around with its leash dragging behind it. While Morey and I were leaving one day, her dog started running after us and would not come back to her when she called it. Thankfully another person stepped on the leash and was able to stop the dog before it got to us. While service dogs aren't required to be on leash they are required to be under the control of their human and this dog was definitely not under control. It is disappointing that some people choose to take advantage of the laws that provide people with disabilities public access with their service dogs. When people see dogs like this who are being touted as "service dogs" it gives a bad name to all service dogs, even those who are well trained.

Morey and I received several compliments on our working relationship from other conference attendees. A few people commented on how in tune Morey is to me and how often he checks in with me without being prompted. Sometimes I take our partnership for granted and these comments made me realize how proud I am to have such a wonderful working relationship with Morey. Like any relationship it takes work and effort on both of our parts but when other people can notice our connection it means we must be doing something right!




Stealing the Show

I was presenting a session at the conference highlighting some of the creative outreach efforts I have implemented at our office, including some of the ways we are using social media to connect with students and campus partners. About halfway through my presentation several of the women sitting in the front rows took out their phones and started taking pictures. I thought that was rather odd as I don't really consider myself interesting enough for strangers to take a photo of me.

After my presentation one of the woman came up to me to explain why she had been taking photos. The room was set up with a table at the front of the room that was covered with a floor length tablecloth. I was sitting behind the table to present and had settled Morey underneath the table.

Apparently during my presentation Morey had stuck his nose out from under the tablecloth- perhaps to get some fresh air?!  The woman was kind enough to email me the picture and I can definitely see why they wanted to capture that scene with a photo!

One of the things you have to get used to when you have a service dog is that people will pay more attention to the dog than to you. Even when I tried to hide Morey behind a table he still managed to steal the show!






Conference in California

Last week Morey and I had the chance to go to Sacramento California to present/attend the Association on Higher Education and Disability national conference. I had never been to Sacramento before and always enjoy visiting new parts of the country as well as the opportunity to learn from and collaborate with other Disability Services office staff from colleges and universities around the country.

There was another service dog on our first flight, a houndy-looking chocolate lab. The dog and its human were seated in the same row just across the aisle from Morey and me but both dogs behaved very professionally. It seems like it's getting more and more common to see other service dogs during our travels.


Our flight took us through Las Vegas and surprisingly it was the first time I have flown through that airport. I was amused at all the slot machines that were located throughout the airport.



My roommate likes to watch Wheel of Fortune and Morey has learned that when he hears the sound of the wheel it's time for dinner. To him, that's like hitting the jackpot!




Vietnam Memorial at the California State Capitol
I was very excited that our hotel and the conference center were located right across the street from the California State Capitol. Based on my research from Google Maps there seemed to be lots of green space around which is important when traveling with Morey. The last time we went to this conference it was in New Orleans and there was no place except for the small designated dog area for Morey to "hurry" and pretty much no place for him to run and play. As it turned out, the California State Capitol has the largest grounds of any of the State Capitols with 40 acres of green space that included lots of walking paths, landscaping and historical markers and memorials.

We had a long day of travel and attended an opening reception the evening we arrived that featured some of the "Farm to Fork" foods that Sacramento is known for. By the time we got back to the hotel it was past midnight Texas time and we were both worn out and ready for bed!


The Rainbow Bridge

It's taken me a while to post here because I haven't wanted to accept the reality of the news I have to share.
Just several weeks after writing my previous post about my dear Jessie, she left this world quite unexpectedly. Although I am thankful her departure was quick and peaceful, without any pain or suffering, the suddenness of this loss has made it difficult to accept.

Jessie was a very special dog who touched so many lives. She never met a stranger but considered everyone a friend she just hadn't met yet. After retiring as my service dog, she shared her love with kids and adults in a variety of volunteer settings, a job she loved and excelled at. She was an "aunt" for many pups in training that passed through our house, tolerant of their silliness while also teaching them to respect her boundaries. For all of her sweetness, she could be very expressive and dramatic at times, earning nicknames such as "The Queen" or "diva". Our home and our lives will not be the same without Miss Jessie!

I am looking forward to seeing my Jessie girl again at the Rainbow Bridge! In the meantime she will always hold a special place in my heart.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. Her bright eyes are intent. Her eager body quivers. Suddenly her begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, Her legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... 
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