Dear Roscoe,
I am sorry that people can be so ignorant towards you. I'm sorry that people yell at us "No dogs allowed!" before we even get near a door. I'm sorry that strange ladies with squealing voices invade your space and pet you like I never told them to stop. I'm sorry people stare at you like you have no right to be there, when you have just as much right as I do. I promise that I tell them not to, and that I would educate them about you if they'd just ask first.
I've had you for a little over a month now, and I have to say, it has been an adventure. I've had people assume I'm blind, and have full conversations about it to the people around them, like the fact that they think I'm blind must mean I'm deaf, too. I've had people scream "DOG!" at the pair of us like they've never seen one in their life. I've had people point and stare and whisper and laugh. It's been an adventure, my invisible disability becoming visible. And I would not go back to the way my life was for anything. Something would be missing without you at my side.
You've brought me independence, peace, relief and a whole lot of happiness. I'm a proud dog mom when I watch you master new things, or complete the tasks you've been trained to do. I'm proud to see how excited you get to work, to put on your vest and go places with me. I'm proud to watch you conquer new things, and to grow as a team with you. I am happy to be your partner.
But I love you for more than just being my service dog. I love you for all the normal puppy things that you do. I love you when you wake me up at 2 a.m. to play in the rain, because you are a lab, after all. I love you when you physically steal the covers and kick me in your sleep. I love you when you step on me with your big feet because you just want to be a lap dog sometimes. And I love you when you scare me to death because you sleep so deep that sometimes I can't tell if you're breathing.
I'm honored, blessed and beyond excited to have you in my life. I can't wait to see what the future holds for us as a team.
Love,
Your handler
























