Yeah, I know… a real descriptive title… well, it’s 9:45pm Pacific Time and I haven’t had an entry here in nearly a week. I’ve been meaning to but I kept forgetting. I know, I know, I need to train myself to write in my blog every day… and I’m trying. I should write up my quick update on Facebook, and then come over to DanaWheels.org and flesh it out, or write whatever is on my mind. It’s not like I don’t spend a lot of time on the computer, ’cause I do.
Lots of things happening (which isn’t surprising since I wrote this little bit around the 6th of June. I ordered a Microsoft Natural Keyboard at the beginning of June and it arrived today. So now I can actually use my desktop machine. It did have a keyboard, a Microsoft Natural, but I spilled some cheeze sauce on it, and in cleaning it, I popped off some keycaps and they went flying, and I couldn’t find them. Before you ask why, I have to tell you, my house is a DISASTER. Papers everywhere… as well as other stuff on the floor. It’s a pigsty.
I know that I don’t act like someone that would live like that, but I can’t pick up something if I drop it, so I don’t try… I should get out of the chair I’m sitting in, and pick up a little bit each day. I am planning on doing that this year, and hopefuly, in a few months the house will be clean enough that I can actually have friends over and I won’t be embarrassed.
Now, there isn’t rotting food on the floor… just paper and plastic (bags), and boxes that held things that I’ve bought. I’m laxy when I don’t throw something out, I just toss it on teh floor. Yes, I know, a bad habit… but something that I’ve done since I was a child. And before you think my parents are slobs. Far from it. My parent’s house is (or actually) WAS very clean. It did have a ‘lived-in’ look… but you could eat off the floor.
I don’t have a service dog anymore that picks things up off the floor, either… I haven’t had one since I retired Gillis. Chewie just never got the idea. And I haven’t heard back from the local breeder that I called and left a message with. She left me a message, and I left her a message, well, you get the idea. We’re playing phone tag. And i can’t actually bring a puppy in here until I clean the place up. I guess I’m going to have to recruit a group of friends to help me clean the place so I can get my service dog puppy. Chewie was a year old when I got him and while he’d put things in his mouth, he never just got the idea of picking up stuff for me… he’d do it for HIMSELF, but not for me. I know that I can train it in a dog, I”ve done it before, with Gillis, and he could pick up a dime off a linoleum floor. Pretty cool, huh?
I am considered one of the top service dog experts, and that’s not just me blowing my own horn. I don’t do that. That’s from a friend, Frederick A. Shotz. He told the Department of Justice this. The same DOJ that enforces the Americans with Disabilities Act. When Fred told me what he did, I nearly crawled through my computer, to grab Fred by the neck so I could strangle him. But Fred, very calmly, asked me if I knew the ADA. I said I did, and did I know it well, I had to concede that I did, and he continued, not been working for him for years, doing ADA compliance inspections on buildings so that they could be brought into compliance? That was a no brainer, I had indeed been doing such inspections. Didn’t I also run the #1 website on Service Dogs on the Internet? Yes, I had to concede that I did indeed. And the #1 service dog email list? I had to concede that one as well. And how often did I make mistakes in giving out advice? I hadn’t made a mistake in quite a long time, and if I didn’t know something I knew where to point a person and look it up.
So, he told me, didn’t that make me an expert? I still didn’t think so, but Fred thought so, and he told the DOJ so, and he challenged me to prove him wrong. I couldn’t think of an argument to say I wasn’t an expert, other than I hadn’t had any formal training, and there wasn’t any formal training for what I do in regards to Service Dogs, and the law, so I had to concede that yes, I am an expert… but only in regards to Service Animals.
Does that mean I don’t make mistakes? No! I still make mistakes. But I will admit to them… and correct them if possible. I will look up answers to any questions I receive AND the biggie of them all, I will give the fullest and most concise answer I can to any ADA or service dog question I am asked.
If you are disabled, and are partnered with a service dog, either program or owner-trained, please check out Owner Trained Assistance Dogs, otherwise known as OT-ADogs (OT-Adogs). You can find us at OT-Adogs.