Sunny, named by me for his sunny ever wagging tail. He was trained at a prison at the state I live in to respond to my seizures and knows over 500 verbal commands. I have taught him more. He knows how to contact 911 if I have a seizure or if I am on the floor and need help.
Sunny and I have a very close bond. He took it upon himself to learn to respond if my bg is too low or if it is too high. Low meaning I need food and quite possibly some of that yucky glucotab. stuff or Hi meaning I am in sure need of insulin.
His reward? Besides a "good Boy" and loving pat on the back, is, depending on the situation, is to sniff my glucometer, the food, and most important to him, as good sniff of my insulin and needle and syringe, and my telling him what everything is. He looks so happy to know he has done yet another thing to help me. And he taught himself all this!
I am even legally required by the prision where I got Sunny from, to have a min. amount of $25000.00 of insurance on him thru my renters insurance. ( as if ANY amount could possibly cover him!).
My dog is so helpful to me and means so much to me! He is way more than a pet. In fact, legally, he is not a pet, but my service dog. Emotionally, he is both.
Thank you for reading this and sharing my story about Sunny. I hope you have enjoyed reading about him as much as I have writing about him.
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