<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389</id><updated>2012-02-04T07:36:21.407-08:00</updated><category term='video'/><category term='therapy dogs'/><category term='helping paws'/><category term='1'/><category term='service dogs'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='T'/><category term='multiple sclerosis'/><category term='Congrat'/><title type='text'>Emma &amp; Mary Service Dog Team</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>886</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-673037797684997792</id><published>2012-02-04T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T07:36:21.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma is My Treasure - now more than ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ0gFPedzN4/Ty1Qb-utJxI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zXH_s_wW3Ek/s1600/blog%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ0gFPedzN4/Ty1Qb-utJxI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zXH_s_wW3Ek/s320/blog%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705304744573871890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Emma,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to share with you how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to have you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You make my days easier.&lt;br /&gt;You help me be more independent.&lt;br /&gt;You show me such affection.&lt;br /&gt;You bring a special kind of fun into my life.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel more secure and safe.&lt;br /&gt;You accept me as i am.&lt;br /&gt;You are my dear companion 24/7&lt;br /&gt;You need me to take care of you two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're a team Emma.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer face this illness alone.&lt;br /&gt;When my husband goes to work,&lt;br /&gt;As my children venture into adulthood&lt;br /&gt;and new chapters in their lives,&lt;br /&gt;I have you to share the moments of my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping Paws and Judy&lt;br /&gt;they nurtured and supported you.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you for your love support and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma you are a small miracle in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You bring me so much happiness and hope.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Emma&lt;br /&gt;(I wrote this when you were three years old)&lt;br /&gt;Now you are nine years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure you more each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to give you the care you need.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine my life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Emma!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-673037797684997792?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/673037797684997792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=673037797684997792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/673037797684997792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/673037797684997792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/02/emma-is-my-treasure-now-more-than-ever.html' title='Emma is My Treasure - now more than ever'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ0gFPedzN4/Ty1Qb-utJxI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zXH_s_wW3Ek/s72-c/blog%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2228984665848916631</id><published>2012-01-31T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:36:24.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral support visits</title><content type='html'>Emma and I are both enjoying some visitors lately.  Today a woman who helps with cleaning came.  A woman from our church also brought a dinner.  A welcome break in the day and some nice conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is warm but still some snow for Emma to play in.  Boy does she enjoy that.  IT is so enjoyable to watch her play,  fetch toys and explore the yard.  There must be interesting smells as she has a routine to walk the perieter of the fence line,  Then sniff under a pine tree that is in the fence.  There is a tree line just outside the fence in the far back so I be she smells critters.  We do see rabbits and squirrels at times.  In our front yard we see tracks that might be deer or fox.  I am not good at determining which and not out daily.  Plus with only a bit of snow and then sun melting some of it = well I just can't figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma  really likes any treat with ginger or peanut butter.  Yes normally it is for sure a doggy treat and I watch how many to keep her weight steady.  Too bad she doesn't do the same for me.  We were out though and had some very think boxed ginger cookies almost crackers.  We would break in half and as a special treat now and then would give her one.  She was estatic.  Yes we stick to doggy food but once in awhile a carefully selected treat seems to be okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny thing,  yesterday MOnday i had a more challenging day.  So tired,  hard to breathe so I use the bipap machine which is normally by my bed.  Sometimes I move to by my chair but it isn't easy to do if weak.  So we had been up a bit and I was in bed just dosing.  Someone knocked on the door and Emma only put her head up let out a weak bark and since I didn't get up neither did she.  Normally she would run to the door.  Well turns out someone was delivering food.  They called by cell phone and I was so weak I hadn't picked it up.  Once in awhile that is the case.  Well I got the message and we got the food - but it was so unusual that Emma ignored it and laid in bed with me.  She is now 9 but anyway very rare.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she was her perky self.  I dropped one of those tins you hold christmas cookies in and couldnot pick it up.  Emma loved the effort like it was a toy but also did not get it picked up .  There was nothing for her to grab on to.  Well a friend to the recipe so that worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other big news.  We are liking short visits.  No dr appointments till Thursday this week.  No photos today.  Time to get ready for bed already.  Thanks for all the support.  Love from Emma and Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2228984665848916631?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2228984665848916631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2228984665848916631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2228984665848916631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2228984665848916631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/01/moral-support-visits.html' title='Moral support visits'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1426239031392929355</id><published>2012-01-29T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:59:17.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait till Majestic Shores - MS Camp to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ4qcUvrbzY/TyYA62p4ItI/AAAAAAAAA0M/-5Czcw5DGg4/s1600/blog%2Bcamp%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ4qcUvrbzY/TyYA62p4ItI/AAAAAAAAA0M/-5Czcw5DGg4/s320/blog%2Bcamp%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703246989214884562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Xwfbzk4nQA/TyYAwvVZi2I/AAAAAAAAA0A/HT-X0qyUi2M/s1600/blog%2Bcamp%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Xwfbzk4nQA/TyYAwvVZi2I/AAAAAAAAA0A/HT-X0qyUi2M/s320/blog%2Bcamp%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703246815451253602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnZnGQR_Xhc/TyYAqztCMZI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Azlxpi-sTss/s1600/blog%2Bcamp%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnZnGQR_Xhc/TyYAqztCMZI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Azlxpi-sTss/s320/blog%2Bcamp%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703246713544913298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJO2ca_dLZc/TyYAlHIJ0XI/AAAAAAAAAzo/do7FWWrXNSM/s1600/blog%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJO2ca_dLZc/TyYAlHIJ0XI/AAAAAAAAAzo/do7FWWrXNSM/s320/blog%2B10.jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703246615679717746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is now Majestic Shores Resort but I knew it once as MS Camp.  Certainly the highlight of my year with MS friends.  You feel normal there.  Scooters, walkers, canes all are the norm and wheelchairs.  You don't have to explain,  they see you not the assistance devise.  The scenic Camp Courage run by Courage Center on the shore of a lake with wooded areas to is so wonderful  Certainly majestic.  The laughter,  the fun,  the reunions with friends who share this crazy disease,  the volunteers who come back many over 25 years --- well it is great fun.  Something I look forward to.  These are just a few pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are campfires, activities, boat rides,  indoor swimming pool,  board games,  costume contests,  dances,  and so much more.  So yes I am thinking of that today.  We had nice weather and now with February almost here -- my thoughts are spring.  Though we kind of skipped winter in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma really was great today.  Some girlfriends visited. Both dog lovers and she was so comfortable (Emma) that she just snore away.  She helped pick up before they came - well actually she picked up not me.  She napped with me once they left.  She even spoiled me by waiting an extra hour before waking me to eat her dinner.  That a big surprise.   We had a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is learning to do a few more things.  Skills she uses but now in different ways.  She never had a "gentle mouth" so I never had her pick up pill bottles.  She could crack them.   Yet lately she has picked up those and other more fragile items with ease.  I  just repeat gentle and that seems to work.  But oh she loves a good challenge so picking up keys,  something hard to grab is  so fun. Or i bumped off the counter an empty tin can rinsed and headed for the recyle bin. It was tuna and flipped so hard to grab. Well it was like a toy she had such fun trying to get it. then would get it so excited and drop it and start over.  Yes it did get put in the recyles.  She can of course "put" items there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is blank but there were some unique things this week we wanted her to pick up and yes she loved it.  She also is great at taking laundry out of basket and handing it to me so i can put in washer.  She always can take out of dryer of course.  I really can't bend without being dizzy,  but once in awhile I do of necessity put a few items in washer. Greg is handling this a lot though.  Well she just is so proud.  Than I had to unload washer and handed items to her one at a time to put in the dryer and she got the hang of that too.  No surprise she is smart but finding I can ask more of her than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still chuckle at Dr appointment my friend reaches for blanket Emma likes on so I don't have to pick it up. Well of course Emma can do this fine. Even in her youth though she was more than willing to let others do it if they wish.  Dropping the leash is a big one that others goofed up.  In public panic if they see you accidentally drop leash and grag it. Well Miss Emma can do it. On some thngs now she will stop to look and see if the humans in the room will do a task before she does it. Alone with me she will do it all the time.  It sure gave the Dr a chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday my son and granddaughters were here. While watching a movie I realized how close Rosa was snuggled up to Emma and just stroking her so gently.  So cute and just came natural.  You can imagine how much Emma loves that. Also both girls more than willing to take Emma out into the fenced yard to spare me some footsteps. Though if Emma is worried about me she will just stand outside that patio door wanting to come back in. She has my back all the time that is for darn sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I needed her to pick up a baggie. Well certain textures not her thing mouth wise.  And this was small but yes she got it to me without ripping it to shreds or anything.  My friends today also acknowledged how much help she is to me now more than ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is 9 now and it is interesting as my body is slowing down so is hers.  I hope things improve for me of course but I think as she ages she will be glad for my quieter life style.  Though people say she is as enthusiastic as a puppy for sure.  The Vet said she was in great shape.  She certainly is a dear to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new issue is if we go to medical appointments who drives me.  I for now am not using Metro Mobility until I am stronger or have no choice.  I benefit from the help of friends, and even visiting with them when they drive me to appointments and am a bit spoiled in that regard. Well most times Emma goes.  So need room for Emma and I and a walker or transport wheel chair.  That takes some room especially as one friend sometimes grocery shops while I am at an appointment.  Well then some of my MS friends also use walkers themselves. So though they kindly volunteer must examine does their car have room for two walker and Emma?  Most times it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a few people who will not allow Emma in their car even if I bring a big sheet or anything.  Not even now when I think it is even more obvious that I need her help.  The difficulty with one person is she has no concept of why anyone would have a pet and no appreciation for a service dog.  On an emergency she let Emma go in her car once and I had huge sheet.  She complained and complained it got some hair in her car.  She wonders why I dont' have her drive me places but the reason is obvious.  I mention not to judge here and sorry it sounds that way but to appreciate that most of my friends go out of their way for Emma even those who are not big dog lovers.  Also I don't mind if they simply say no dog in the car but I don't need to be told that over and over again like I am too stupid to know that is there rule.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to Rochester Mayo Clinic for their viewpoint on my situation in February.  Emma will go with.   Greg can't go the first day so another ride down is needed.  The issue is who has time and room for my walker, dog, luggage,  my daughter,  and whatever they need for mobility.  We have it worked out with a few options though so that is good. Greg will then join us and bring us home if all goes as planned.  Not sure if it will be a few days or longer.  I think I have someone to stay at my house while gone or Greg will be here so that is good.  Maybe I will feel better and not need to go????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably will go no matter what as it is all arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw cute saying on facebook something like this - I Try to Take It One Day at A Time but sometimes the days gang up on Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this got long.  Hmm bet you aren't surprised. Can you tell I wanted to be a writer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from Mary and Emma &lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a good weekk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1426239031392929355?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1426239031392929355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1426239031392929355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1426239031392929355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1426239031392929355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/01/cant-wait-till-majestic-shores-ms-camp.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait till Majestic Shores - MS Camp to Me'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ4qcUvrbzY/TyYA62p4ItI/AAAAAAAAA0M/-5Czcw5DGg4/s72-c/blog%2Bcamp%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8519719118085831831</id><published>2012-01-27T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:03:27.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>I am so confused!!  Looks like some other posts I made did not come through.  I normally check after i compose them.  Maybe i am simply loosing my mind?  Some othe mixups tjis week also - ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is getting so skilled in Drs office visits.  We had several this week.  This morning again.  Now an MRI for my back this afternoon.  Like i needed one more issue?!  Emma and Greg are keeping the ship afloat for me.  Emma is however a blanket ho g! When in bed with me she seems to get nost of the blankets!  I will try to write more later.  A quick rest before the second medical appointment of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8519719118085831831?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8519719118085831831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8519719118085831831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8519719118085831831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8519719118085831831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/01/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1530770121670195202</id><published>2012-01-24T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T02:15:26.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Back at my first time celebrating her birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Emma - Three Years Old!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Emma,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to share with you as a dog – how much you mean so much to me. &lt;br /&gt;I know it is good for me to write this. &lt;br /&gt;I want to acknowledge how grateful I am to have you in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my days easier to deal with&lt;br /&gt;You help me do chores&lt;br /&gt;You help me be more independent&lt;br /&gt;You help me by sharing so willingly your affection&lt;br /&gt;You brought a special kind of fun in my life&lt;br /&gt;You give me a reason to get outdoors&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel more secure and safe&lt;br /&gt;You accept me as I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my dear companion&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would like having a service dog.&lt;br /&gt;I certainly did not know how quickly you would become so dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;I did not realize the reality of how much you could help me.&lt;br /&gt;You are there 24/7&lt;br /&gt;I literally don’t take a step without you noticing&lt;br /&gt;You look to me for instruction, affection, and to play&lt;br /&gt;You need me to feed you, get you exercise, get you outside, and &lt;br /&gt;I think like the sense of belong as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a team Emma.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if you or any human can understand the depth of what that means to me.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer face this illness alone&lt;br /&gt;I have a helper every minute of every day&lt;br /&gt;Even while my husband has to go to work or tend to things&lt;br /&gt;Even while my children venture into adulthood and new chapters of their life&lt;br /&gt;I have you to share the moments of my day&lt;br /&gt;I have you even on days when I can’t do much due to health&lt;br /&gt;I have you when I want to go out in public – you assist me&lt;br /&gt;I have you to share my day&lt;br /&gt;That means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t just come into my life.&lt;br /&gt;Others took a lot of time to train, nurture, and support you&lt;br /&gt;You grew to be a service dog – because of Judy and her family&lt;br /&gt;You learned from her patience and persistence&lt;br /&gt;You both learned from instructors&lt;br /&gt;Your ability to even be available to me was a direct result &lt;br /&gt;of the help of those who support Helping Paws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have litter mates who also are helping dogs&lt;br /&gt;So many people work together to make our partnership possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the risk of being over dramatic&lt;br /&gt;This is like a small miracle in my life&lt;br /&gt;You bring so much happiness and hope&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to go out of my home&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to ask others for help as much&lt;br /&gt;You and I can handle some things together&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Emma&lt;br /&gt;Three years old!!&lt;br /&gt;I treasure you and promise to give you the care you need&lt;br /&gt;You are so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;I am so teary writing this.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Judy especially, and to all who brought Emma this far&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1530770121670195202?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1530770121670195202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1530770121670195202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1530770121670195202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1530770121670195202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-back-at-my-first-time-celebrating.html' title='A Look Back at my first time celebrating her birthday'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2215102866437283068</id><published>2012-01-23T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:20:26.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Vrvgw1US8/Tx3pcpGxanI/AAAAAAAAAzY/1k_mJaenETU/s1600/Emma%2Bat%2Bgraduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Vrvgw1US8/Tx3pcpGxanI/AAAAAAAAAzY/1k_mJaenETU/s400/Emma%2Bat%2Bgraduation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700969381600782962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYVqEEbStbg/Tx3pWnmaibI/AAAAAAAAAzM/W3uCxzwTAi8/s1600/Emma%2Bblog%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYVqEEbStbg/Tx3pWnmaibI/AAAAAAAAAzM/W3uCxzwTAi8/s400/Emma%2Bblog%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700969278117415346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIKpkZMZ3ew/Tx3pWu7VSAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/daJ1FiE_MA0/s1600/Emma%2B6%2Bbblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIKpkZMZ3ew/Tx3pWu7VSAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/daJ1FiE_MA0/s400/Emma%2B6%2Bbblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700969280084199426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uj4CIw6MCw0/Tx3pMvTaQbI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4ft0bXNeOfE/s1600/Emma%2B8%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uj4CIw6MCw0/Tx3pMvTaQbI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4ft0bXNeOfE/s400/Emma%2B8%2Bblog.jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700969108386496946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Emma,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday today.  It was so fun you woke up in a special place today.  Rosa was so excited.  There you were in her "tent"  made of chairs and big blankets.  She had made sure your bed was in there.  Cozy and fun way to start the day we hope.  No big party today,  just a wonderful day together.  I know you understand more than other people must think.  I think you understand the emotional struggles right now more than anyone else knows.  I hope you know how much I love you.  I hope you know how much I love both the quiet times we snuggle and the active times when you play.  I love how you help me with your physical abilities.  I never imagined how you help me emotionally.  You wake me with enthusiasm and oh how you help me work to make each day a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Emma.  I can't stop crying thinking how God blessed me with you as an Angel.&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mary,&lt;br /&gt;You thank me but gosh I love those naps in your warm cozy bed.  I really like that many times you don't sit in the recliner because I would rather have you sit on the sofa so I can be next to you.  Do you notice I am working on that issue?  Now you tell me you need legs up and all that stuff.  Thanks for trying to find a way that I can still be so physically close.  I love you too.  You use words,  I use licks and kisses.  But more than that I hope you see how attentive I am to you.  I am a mess as Greg tells you if you are gone too long.  I think our feelings our mutual.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes pictures are worth more than words  so I added some of my favorites...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2215102866437283068?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2215102866437283068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2215102866437283068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2215102866437283068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2215102866437283068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-emma.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA !!'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Vrvgw1US8/Tx3pcpGxanI/AAAAAAAAAzY/1k_mJaenETU/s72-c/Emma%2Bat%2Bgraduation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8080083799119337470</id><published>2012-01-22T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:58:50.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rALHKcJ_eI8/TxxN25q2wcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/6NLZ-3vJVms/s1600/for%2Bemma%2Bblog%2Btoday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rALHKcJ_eI8/TxxN25q2wcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/6NLZ-3vJVms/s400/for%2Bemma%2Bblog%2Btoday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700516833933050306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite photos.  No one positioned those toys for her.  Rosa had been her so perhaps they were on the couch and she snuggled around them?  But gently wrapping her arm across Minnie Mouse is her idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow the post was wordy - took a while to write ha ha. Remember I am home a lot.  Always wanted to be a write.  Maybe I need an editor to be more concise?  Hmm not all will be so long I would guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8080083799119337470?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8080083799119337470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8080083799119337470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8080083799119337470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8080083799119337470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-of-my-favorite-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rALHKcJ_eI8/TxxN25q2wcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/6NLZ-3vJVms/s72-c/for%2Bemma%2Bblog%2Btoday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3816510474811764796</id><published>2012-01-22T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:51:34.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Six Year Partnership - Life with an older Service Dog</title><content type='html'>I will try to email and please forward to any dog fans that I am going to try to write as I can on this blog again.  A new tool is that with my arm weakness I can still dictate,  sometimes type,  or a combo of the two.  Finding the dictation does not always recognize with accuracy the words I say so excuse sill remarks.  I will try to correct by typing but sometimes no strength to do that.  Or when I select to indeed compose with me using the keyboard you will find typos due to tremor,  fatigue or other issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pass the word.  I can actually look up the statistics on how many viewing but am not going to let numbers be the goal.  There are just amazing things Emma does for me now as my health has declined.  I want to see things with her with a sense of humor also  So share I will.  My goal is once a week or it may be more.  Who knows I can't do much do to limb weakness.  I am shut in so this will be good for me.  And an invitation to those who wish to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still keep up the caringbridge.org site with website of my name Maryweinand.  However will keep them more about the medical end of things.  I think now I have to take times to choose to not focus on abilities, disabilities, or medical appointments etc and just feel more normal...if that makes any sense to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a blog where you can sign up and get email alerts when things are posted.  However,  I decided I would rather not start another blog at another address.  Will see how this goes.  When I first started this yes over 6 years ago someone asked me well "who would want to read it"  Well we have had readers.  NOW I can offer you the perspective of living with an older service dog and the team we have become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  We were blessed with only a bit of snow today.  How funny. The first year I pay for snow removal.  You pay montly in advance.  Rates seemed reasonable and the trusted man who does are yard care.  Only it  has not plowed even once enough for him to plow and shovel.  Okay I live in MN where November snow is not uncommon.  We would have over 50 inches by now.  Well this year not sure total but never eve n two in my yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is an issue for Miss Emma.  She loves the snow.  Her enthusiasm is so cute as she tries to plow through the head in the snow even with so little.  We try to be sure balls are tossed to her or toys but even that is not met with as much enthusiasm as a good snow fall would be.  Sorry about that Emma.  These pictures are from years past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma has done a lot for me.  One day I will repeat on here in case you missed it on caring bridge the list of ways she helps now.  I will keep this more day to day.  Like I have in past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma wil be 9 on MONDAY - yes we better celebrate in some way or another.  She is changing.  It happened gradually but those who have not seen her for awhile see that she is getting whiter in the face. Enjoys a bit longer naps with me.  If i say (rare) she needs to stay home and say go ahead take a nap.  Well she seems to almost smile and go jump on her bed or mine.  Yet in no way do I worry she will need to retire at age 10.  Not with our quiet life style.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think she can for sure read my mind even more than ever now.  I am certain.  She could get me a blanket since her youth but now I don't have to ask.  Last night I lost my pillow and she got it off the floor for me too.  I need a lot to position my limbs in bed or in a chair these days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I think I looked weary and she searched like mad for things to pick up.  Not hard some days.  She found socks,  a newspaper,  a towel and things in various rooms.  Now Emma always will pick things up for me when asked but usually I need to or Greg needs to be in the room we are asking about or in eye shot at least.  I have heard of helping service dogs who drag many things to owners like purses etc from various rooms as they love the task but that was not Emma. Eager to help for sure but not looking for it in other rooms unless asked I guess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosa is coming today one of my grandchildren.  Well she loves a sleeping bag.  She left it on Emmas bed which is truly like a mini sized crib matress that is on the floor. Nothing but the best for Emma thanks to a friend and yes it is orthepedic no more simple pillow beds for her - no siree.  Well Rosa kind of liked that sleeping bag so has used it on her bed for awhile.  Still haven't captured a picture but priceless.  Not ever dog gets both a matress and a much loved sleeping bag.  Hoping Rosa is ready to now or soon step up to the next size sleep bag as she is getting taller now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this seems so good for my spirits and keeping my spirtis up is very good both now and always.  Will post some pictures and see if Greg maybe has some new ones to add?  Nor sure.  With so much going on we haven't exactly taken tons of photos here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hurray.  Check as you wish but my first goal is weekly.  may  be more often but who knows.   Helping Paws had to great sets of puppies this past December.  Think of how they will change lives of others just as Emma has changed both mine and ours...will leave that topic for another day.   have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha I actually have a timer and have to alternate doing things even sitting and typing and resting doing nothing.  I write in bits and pieces so it may be choppy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary And Emma a wonder service dog team....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3816510474811764796?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3816510474811764796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3816510474811764796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3816510474811764796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3816510474811764796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-year-partnership-life-with-older.html' title='A Six Year Partnership - Life with an older Service Dog'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5348415399618109706</id><published>2011-12-24T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:39:49.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to any who check this.  I am not doing good at keeping up with this bog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all.  I wrote on Caringbridge.org   the website is Maryweinand.  I will post here as able.  I am still struggling with arm weaknesses and pain.  Pray the doctors and physical therapist help me find ways to improve if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in good spirits.  Wonderful my son who move To San Francisco is here till Jan to stay with us.  Hanging out with us today.  Family are not coming till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas. I hope you read my reflections on caring bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like the warm weather but really do want white christmas.&lt;br /&gt;First year ever i paid a small company to snowplow and shovel for me if over 2 inches.  Looks like though you pay each month that the owner will not have any works.  He said first time ever in the years he has been doing this.  We kidded wonder if he will get lots later of if it will be a light year.  Sadly we will need the moisture in spring so do need snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son says it is so warm here he hardly feels like he left San Francisco weather wise.  He chuckles they bundle up so for temps that still seem warmer to him.  I wonder if he is out there several years what his opinion will be.  Sadly my husband is sick,  almost no voice,  sore throat and cough.  We just commented he hasn't been sick very much for years.  Well now he is and I better try not to get it.  He is being wonderful to  me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care,   Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5348415399618109706?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5348415399618109706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5348415399618109706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5348415399618109706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5348415399618109706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-to-any-who-check-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7705454344143217340</id><published>2011-12-17T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T11:55:10.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out this blog  of Keeley and her puppies.  Photos and Videos.  I had to upgrade my adobe flash to make it work and can't get it on the ipad at all just computer.  See if it works for you.  Judy Michurski and family are caring for them and Keelie lives with them.  She was the first mom of Emma.  Took her in and trainned her.  I can never thank her enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I didn't reach the goal to post every day but will work on that.  NO new pictures yet either darn it.  I did a first today.  Went out with my sister today for lunch.  We had a great time and it was close to my home.  Ready for a big nap but glad to get out of the house.  We also exchanged Christmas presents.  She is so kind and generous.  We  had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is ready for a nap too.  Bummer no snow as she really liked even a few inches to play in.  Brown and I think ugly.  Much warmer than normal.  Sunday they say 42 here.  Having no snow is keeping the weather warmer.  Usually it would be in the 20's.  Skiers,  the children who get new skates and sleds for Christmas need snow.  I will miss a white Christmas.  But it is MN so eventually we should get snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is so funny.  Now I have a pillow just for her to use on my bed.  So cute how she adjusts it just so.  I use a snoopy pillow case or other special one so I know which one it is.  She enjoys it I think.  This picture is from last year but it could be this year too.  Got out the musical puppy and she again likes it very much.  She is so funny.   Don't you love this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have the granddaughters today because Greg works a very long day and into the evening.  I am still sleeping or resting a lot.  I have found the true definition of doing nothing all day.  Have to really rest my legs and hands and use nebulizer for breathing.  Bronchitis seems better today so that is so good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I slept 5 hours after a medical appointment.  Wow I do sleep.  The weird thing is when I sleep I have no concept of time when I wake up.  Freaks me out.  I don't know if it has been 30 min,  3 hours or more.  The other night I fell asleep about 7 hoping to sleep an hour.  Greg woke me at midnight he was still up,  to remind me to take my evening pills.  Or it gets dark so early and dark if I wake early in morning.  If I wake and it is dark I can't recall if it is morning or night.  I just hope that sometime I don't need this much sleep and resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss feeling like I accomplish something in a day.  My husband, kids,  and the medical staff and physical and ocupational therapists say taking care of myself is my task daily.  I do the mild at home exercises they gave me but I really miss that good feeling of accomplishment and getting out of the house.  I try to be patient and upbeat but some days am not so good at that as I should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine all this time at home if I didn't have Emma.  She will snuggle with me and then after so long bring me toys,  or nudge me if she wants to go outside.  Most times I never sleep through her feeding time at night. She will wake me.  She has a good tummy alarm.  And I think I told you if I am up around 2 pm she knows that is nap time.  She will come and I just know she wants me to follow her and it will be to the bedroom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is a wonderful comfort and helper.  Greg agrees it gives him peace of mind also when he has to work.  She is just awesome will try to write more details about her tomorrow.  Merry Christmas to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how many even know I am blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops can't find the photo I wanted to add.  Maybe later --- Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7705454344143217340?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7705454344143217340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7705454344143217340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7705454344143217340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7705454344143217340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/12/check-out-this-blog-of-keeley-and-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5857058662560351885</id><published>2011-12-12T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:30:50.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__3c0O1YPE0/TubhCR7h2xI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-WcGy-vDkWU/s1600/emm%2Bslwwping"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__3c0O1YPE0/TubhCR7h2xI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-WcGy-vDkWU/s400/emm%2Bslwwping" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685479008890903314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you have seen this picture before,  but it is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;Now you are more likely to see her sleeping right on our bed with me.  She likes our naps.&lt;br /&gt;I think she would like a little more snow.  Maybe at the end of the week but I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;At this time last year we were cleaning up from a 17 inch snow fall that ripped the roof of the MetroDome.&lt;br /&gt;This year we don't even have 3 or 4 inches I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am not the one shoveling.&lt;br /&gt;We are paying someone to help us this year - is that a sure way to get less snow?  We will see.&lt;br /&gt;Like washing your car and it rains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma had a nice day and evening.  She sure likes pushing her nose through the snow.&lt;br /&gt;I think the trees in the back ( a small tree line from the farm that was here)  cast shadows&lt;br /&gt;She sometimes runs and or barks when there seems to be nothing there&lt;br /&gt;Mostly she just enjoys the snow,  the smells,  and the squirrels that are still around at times.&lt;br /&gt;She loves her back yard,  I watch from the patio so am so glad it is fenced.&lt;br /&gt;She keeps stopping to look at me to be sure she can see me,  today I sat down in a chair that wasn't visible to her&lt;br /&gt;due to where she was in the yard and she came running quick.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be in her view and that is good as then she is in mine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sleep too long in the day she comes and nudges me to play&lt;br /&gt;Never does that at night.&lt;br /&gt;Today I think it was a good thing,  she brought me a toy too&lt;br /&gt;She wants me to play and be with her.&lt;br /&gt;Even on days I am worn out,  I really need to push to get up and sit to gain strength&lt;br /&gt;And being with her is a big treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I treasure Emma.  She is just wonderful to be with.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we get out of the house to go to the doctor.  She won't mind that.&lt;br /&gt;This doctor was so afraid of dogs,  I would have Emma stay with her nurse.&lt;br /&gt;Now she is not afraid at all of Emma and even told me she learned to like a neighbor dog.&lt;br /&gt;She really thinks Emma is a great dog -  though not ready for her children to get a dog yet.&lt;br /&gt;I consider this a big victory on Emma's part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Emma.  Thanks to all who helped bring her into my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5857058662560351885?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5857058662560351885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5857058662560351885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5857058662560351885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5857058662560351885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/12/yes-you-have-seen-this-picture-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__3c0O1YPE0/TubhCR7h2xI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-WcGy-vDkWU/s72-c/emm%2Bslwwping' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1544662948803950824</id><published>2011-12-11T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:00:46.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg5lcRyzmuU/TuVgRk_fsCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zXJfkpWJb5o/s1600/emma%2Bgift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg5lcRyzmuU/TuVgRk_fsCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zXJfkpWJb5o/s400/emma%2Bgift.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685055959729156130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNhSW4qmXDA/TuVgGPh901I/AAAAAAAAAyE/XBEy3X2Fl5M/s1600/emma%2Bfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNhSW4qmXDA/TuVgGPh901I/AAAAAAAAAyE/XBEy3X2Fl5M/s400/emma%2Bfamily.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685055764989596498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88fmmfil_Ow/TuVf9T2VVCI/AAAAAAAAAx4/tYy4mLc-DY4/s1600/cookies%2Bemma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88fmmfil_Ow/TuVf9T2VVCI/AAAAAAAAAx4/tYy4mLc-DY4/s400/cookies%2Bemma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685055611529942050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Cookie Baking a Few Years Ago - yes she was commanded to do this&lt;br /&gt;One of our first holidays with her.&lt;br /&gt;Opening gifts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1544662948803950824?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1544662948803950824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1544662948803950824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1544662948803950824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1544662948803950824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season?'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg5lcRyzmuU/TuVgRk_fsCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zXJfkpWJb5o/s72-c/emma%2Bgift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7412626019327955792</id><published>2011-12-11T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T17:55:30.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!!</title><content type='html'>Okay folks spread the word,  I am going to blog regularily here again.  I hope someone will read it.  I am obviously a little stronger.  Still sleep a lot or rest but can use fingers and arms enough to type daily and feed myself.  Must rest them a lot on a pillow but I will never ever take such abilities for granted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is doing well.  It is Sunday.  She bugged me at 2.  I was up.  It wasn't time to eat and she had just been outside. Late in life she has learned to rarely bark for my attention.  I couldn't figure out what the deal was.  Then saw the time.  We almost always nap at 2.  Is she now my nap alarm clock.  I headed to bed for a nap,  she curled up next to me and was so happy to do so.  Thatta girl Emma.  You always surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have arm exercises to do and they are gentle.  Most can be done by adapting and playing or petting Emma.  Of course she loves that.   Greg also good to play with her a bit more than before since I have had a hard time with MS.  Very happy about that.  She likes the lights of the Christmas tree.  So cute to see her staring at it.  I am over dosing on Christmas shows,  they perk me up,  make me smile,  laugh,  cry in a good way and she watches some of those too.  Mostly she cuddles up next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a dream at Physical and Occupational therapy last Wed.  One of the women I had met at MS things and is one of the staff.  All of them loved dogs.  I brought her blanket,  they made sure she had water and she watched carefully what they were doing.  I have OCCUPATIONAL THERAPY AND PHYSICAL THERAPY an hour appart so I can rest.  This time they had a place I could even nap. Pillows and all.  I fell asleep but Emma was watchful they said of what was going on.  Once we got home we both napped. Going outside the house takes a lot of Energy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my first wheel chair.  It is light and called a transport wheelchair.  NOT designed to be in all day,  and made to be pushed by someone else.  My arms are too weak to move a wheel chair anyway and that is NOT new.  A bit sobering but goal to help me when we go out of the house.  Goal to be strong enough for the Weinand Family Christmas Brunch next weekend.  Will see if i can manage that.  One day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy to write about Emma.  She is super at helping me like always and does a bit more than before out of my need. She showed me an older dog can recall her younger skills.  What an awesome dog she is.  I sure hope if you are thinking of chairity dollars you remember Helping Paws.  It is helpingpaws.org -  they just had two sets of puppies.  Will try to post those sites tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I have to go rest my arms awhile.  Love this picture of Emma.  Need new ones.  Thanks for prayers and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7412626019327955792?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7412626019327955792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7412626019327955792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7412626019327955792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7412626019327955792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/12/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!!'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8493526806715748085</id><published>2011-11-22T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:11:03.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New puppies are coming any day now = check out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeleyandherkids.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Michurski family that is raising Keeley,  raised Emma.  Judy is very involved with Helping Paws.  Will be fun to wait for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news here.  Very tired and slept a lot already today.  Emma is being super. She has her "favorite pillow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8493526806715748085?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8493526806715748085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8493526806715748085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8493526806715748085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8493526806715748085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-puppies-are-coming-any-day-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8909705282046381094</id><published>2011-11-21T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T10:07:44.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BSaxTTQukZw/TsqRxRAHWGI/AAAAAAAAAxs/DaUUkMETijc/s1600/emma%2Bcar%2Bfirst"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BSaxTTQukZw/TsqRxRAHWGI/AAAAAAAAAxs/DaUUkMETijc/s400/emma%2Bcar%2Bfirst" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677510555817433186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am awake, have looked at some old  photos.  Found this one I think taken when we first brought Emma home.  She is so special to us.  She brightens my day.  Physical therapist will be here soon.  I just wanted to post this.  Nothing new.  Just getting a bit lonesome being home so much.  Maybe that is a good sign that I want to see people?  I do sleep or rest so much too.  Maybe will arrange some short visits with friends here?  We'll see.  Never sure how I will feel.  tomorrow the cleaning lady comes.  i sure need that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughters had a fun time visiting their brother Danny in San Francisco and spent most the time unpacking and making it homey for him.  I thought he had a futon and he only had a futon mattress there while waiting weeks for his furniture.  They assured me it was very nice and a great location.  Man and I wished I saw him more when he lived in Uptown Mpls.  Will treasure seeing him at Christmas.  My other children are so busy also but at least in town I do see them.  I never took it for granted but gosh will still cherish time with any of them or all of them even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a Happy thanksgiving.  Ours will be a bit quieter.  Plan to write more this week.  Just see how I do.  Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8909705282046381094?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8909705282046381094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8909705282046381094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8909705282046381094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8909705282046381094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-i-am-awake-have-looked-at-some-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BSaxTTQukZw/TsqRxRAHWGI/AAAAAAAAAxs/DaUUkMETijc/s72-c/emma%2Bcar%2Bfirst' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6498739612754126910</id><published>2011-11-19T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T11:10:04.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9bc1eb18768eb4f6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9bc1eb18768eb4f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331436307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D163AE5BE5F2EDDEE9DF97B8323912B70135C8BE3.22E223F0DC7759A3CAA3B6E763EA0D1FDEF0176B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9bc1eb18768eb4f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DevDuuuK9vV-OaG1y50Ewano7xkY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9bc1eb18768eb4f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331436307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D163AE5BE5F2EDDEE9DF97B8323912B70135C8BE3.22E223F0DC7759A3CAA3B6E763EA0D1FDEF0176B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9bc1eb18768eb4f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DevDuuuK9vV-OaG1y50Ewano7xkY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosa was so comforting when I was in ER,  This was before I was admitted to the hospital for a few days.  Didn't know Greg took a photo of it.  HOpe it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting at home.  Emma so much help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caringbridge.org Maryweinand has updates --- Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6498739612754126910?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6498739612754126910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6498739612754126910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6498739612754126910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6498739612754126910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/rosa-was-so-comforting-when-i-was-in-er.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6078971848545482981</id><published>2011-11-16T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T17:07:40.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you follow caringbridge.org you know I was in the hospital due to high blood sugars due to the steroids due to MS symptoms.  We don't know if we are dealing with anything but MS now...will see.  Here is what was on CaringBridge today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and I slept most the day away. It seems good to be in my own bed. Tried to do a few things but arms are still very weak. I tire easy also. No changes there. Emma is comforting and helpful. Glad that Monday Greg got her into the vet and she is doing great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is so close to me, when i fed her evening meal i walked away. She followed to be by me and left her food!! She is a lab!! So i told her to eat but needed to move to a chair by her food dish till she continued eating! What a shocker! She is very literally at my side every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to post more.    Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't post here and you want to see what is going on  try caringBridge.org enter website Maryweinand.  thanks for the positive emails,  prayers,  and all the support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6078971848545482981?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6078971848545482981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6078971848545482981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6078971848545482981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6078971848545482981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-you-follow-caringbridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2957125791639071410</id><published>2011-11-10T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:20:02.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4ec1NDAYWE/TrxM2yyxW9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/IDtGaHOihe0/s1600/blog%2Bmge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4ec1NDAYWE/TrxM2yyxW9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/IDtGaHOihe0/s400/blog%2Bmge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673494134811352018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this photo.  Looking at old photos when I feel up to it.  My family taught me how to scan.  With weak arms only on computer a bit but I could do this today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a MS Society Couples Retreat. We went to several.  Due to funding issues they are not held now.  Special times for Greg and I and Emma and other couples.  Educational and fun.  The theme was to look like you were on a cruise dinner.  I had to borrow this from a friend.  Normally I never wear sparkly things and never have since.  Rosa likes to dress up in it and looks cute on her.  My friend told me to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is being just great helped.  We snooze a lot and I rest all the time.  Miss the sense of accomplishment of doing more but so glad for Emma's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder, if you wish,  I post on caringbridge.org -  you enter my name maryweinand for website. Will keep this up as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day at a time - I am coping... Emma makes it so much easier. Cute of her in this picture I thought. wish photographer had her come closer to us...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2957125791639071410?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2957125791639071410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2957125791639071410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2957125791639071410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2957125791639071410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/found-this-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4ec1NDAYWE/TrxM2yyxW9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/IDtGaHOihe0/s72-c/blog%2Bmge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6642690053563082273</id><published>2011-11-07T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T14:11:54.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday  Another quiet Day</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weeks are now months as I try to feel better. MS is not easy.  Oh well, come of you also have MS, and that is not new news at all.  Better think of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so fun to watch Emma play in the leaves.  She loves being outside.  Despite my needing to rest/sleep I get her out a great deal and so does my husband.  since we are not out and about and getting exercise that way,  extra time in her back yard is great for her.  Also good for me to smell and feel the fresh air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the thing you hook on doors for her to pull them open.  Maybe can get a photo from Greg.  Those who train dogs know what I mean.  It is so if a door can be pulled open but has no handicapped door she can use that.  So many places I go have automatic doors of some kind it is rarely used so tucked away.  Well I got it out to practice with her - once again she showed  me how she can recall old tricks.  Yep this older dog recalls all she knew in her youth.  So impressive an so very hard working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of her. Too tired to do more but will see if Greg has time to take photo when he gets home.  I am trying to take it one day at a time.  Talked to several doctors today but no news on what to do yet.   I need more patience I think.  Greg will be home tonight so that is a big treat for me.  He is spoiling me and is a great cook. Home made beef vegetable soup tonight = comfort food for us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very happy to get some cards in the mail,  and email support it means a lot to me.  Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6642690053563082273?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6642690053563082273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6642690053563082273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6642690053563082273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6642690053563082273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-another-quiet-day.html' title='Monday  Another quiet Day'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7360175156467092306</id><published>2011-11-06T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T11:12:09.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4et4fuSMmY/TrbaEZGXv8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/_EGJ_KoV4bg/s1600/tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4et4fuSMmY/TrbaEZGXv8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/_EGJ_KoV4bg/s320/tea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671960549711658946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this fun picture of when I taught a wonderful second grade class.  Maybe 16 years ago.  Forgot I was ever that that thin. That class was amazing.  They had a special grant so it was small even though in a public school.  The  next year though no grant so I lost that position .  It was a great year though.  Happy memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma woke up early as her tummy did not turn back like the clocks did.  She sitlll is loving playing outdoors in the leaves. No snow yet.  In fact it seems pretty mild for this time of year.  I have my bedroom window open to get some fresh air in.  She is just super.  A great great dog.  Lover her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much new.  i am still weak.  Fun to see granddaughters yesterday though I tire easy so had to nap.  They don't mind and are full of enthusiasm.  I like that a lot.  I need to ask Greg again,  think he has some pictures of Emma that I do not have.  will check on that if I remember.  He is home tonight yeah,  poor guy doing laundry,  cleaning and so much. I always think I don't do anything around the house but now both of us agree I did more than I realized.  hard for him to work,  do it all alone,  and need to help me in so many ways.  he is a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MSFocus magazine has very brief article on him as caregiver and photo. We tried to scan it but it didn't work.  Eventually it will be online.  He got a gift certificate to McCormick and Schmitz (spelling)  so when I improve that will be a fun night out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those wh have an ipad may want to know there is a free app to be able to dictate to the computer.  Voice recognition isn't perfect but so helpful now.  More expensive to put on my regular computer so not doing that unless we have to later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well and you have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7360175156467092306?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7360175156467092306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7360175156467092306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7360175156467092306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7360175156467092306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/found-this-fun-picture-of-when-i-taught.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4et4fuSMmY/TrbaEZGXv8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/_EGJ_KoV4bg/s72-c/tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4229566744919262705</id><published>2011-11-06T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T11:03:18.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4229566744919262705?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4229566744919262705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4229566744919262705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4229566744919262705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4229566744919262705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5301286559611897762</id><published>2011-11-03T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:45:27.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NJQUoTrmmE/TrK0T3dqtTI/AAAAAAAAAv0/hc0LHrm_o18/s1600/MS%2BCamp%2BFriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NJQUoTrmmE/TrK0T3dqtTI/AAAAAAAAAv0/hc0LHrm_o18/s320/MS%2BCamp%2BFriends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670793134211773746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been writing on the caringbridge.org site but today yeah going to write here also.  I may have to take a nap but worth the effort.  using voice recognition to help me with things.  Arms and hands so weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo from MS camp of course.  Fun to look at and remember the outstanding individuals who also cope with this crazy MS.  It is the highlight of my spring/summer to go there with Emma.  I feel 'normal" there as everyone has some MS issues.  We laugh,  we have fun,  but give tons of support to one another too.  Many of the individuals I see only at camp, a few more often. And my dear Kathy communicates with me almost daily via email.  Good friends are a rich rich blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new with Emma?  Well she still is loving playing in the leaves.  Much have blown away or crumbled now.  We live on a hill and the wind hits us in such a way that we don't need to rake nearly as much as you would think.  She is still loving her fenced in yard.  I sit outside with her when I can,  or can sit inside and watch from the patio door.  Greg also gets her out when he is home.  &lt;br /&gt;Hope things get so we get out more so we both get change of scenery and she more exercise.  One day at a time of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has that tummy alarm to eat at 7 am and 5 pm.  Well yesterday I napped till 6:30 pm and she never woke me. wonder if she tried?  I missed phone calls too. I was so worn out after a medical appointment I guess. Normally she is very persistant.  Also if for some reason she eats early,  she still nudges us relentlessly at 7 am and 5 pm to ear again.  Her weight is good though and she seems healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to love her more each day if that is possible.  She is such comfort,  and really nice company when I am alone so much now.  She amazes me too.  Still excited to help me out.  Always seems happy and content to be with me no matter what.  She is nuts about Anna and so when she visited Monday Emma really liked going outside with her.  Saturday Mike and his children here so she got out extra times also.  Becky came Tuesday night so she out then too.  Good for Emma and for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later Emma needs to go out.  I think Greg said on his camera he has some pictures of Emma not on my computer.  So will see if he can arrange for me to get those to post...  maybe will think of something funny or creative later.  Need to lay down again after she gets outside.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5301286559611897762?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5301286559611897762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5301286559611897762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5301286559611897762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5301286559611897762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-been-writing-on-caringbridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NJQUoTrmmE/TrK0T3dqtTI/AAAAAAAAAv0/hc0LHrm_o18/s72-c/MS%2BCamp%2BFriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5906668620006614937</id><published>2011-10-29T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T18:57:12.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out caringbridge. org &lt;br /&gt;I am too tired to write.  Web site name is Maryweinand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good day just tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5906668620006614937?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5906668620006614937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5906668620006614937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5906668620006614937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5906668620006614937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/check-out-caringbridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1767338784442760762</id><published>2011-10-28T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T15:03:52.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp0JqrIih7g/TqsmcqFLGNI/AAAAAAAAAvM/n5a1zo2HBiA/s1600/emma%2Bpumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp0JqrIih7g/TqsmcqFLGNI/AAAAAAAAAvM/n5a1zo2HBiA/s320/emma%2Bpumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668666829750081746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and I are resting.  A quiet day.  She is so much company.  Love this photo.  Hope you have a good weekend.  Going to have a friend visit which will be nice.  We will have supper together as Greg works late.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be gentle with yourself,  Love Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1767338784442760762?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1767338784442760762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1767338784442760762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1767338784442760762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1767338784442760762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/emma-and-i-are-resting.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp0JqrIih7g/TqsmcqFLGNI/AAAAAAAAAvM/n5a1zo2HBiA/s72-c/emma%2Bpumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4952811320919225295</id><published>2011-10-28T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:40:54.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsVYDYUh1iE/TqrMVV4iBqI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ip3j1eFotS8/s1600/mary%2Bgreg%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsVYDYUh1iE/TqrMVV4iBqI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ip3j1eFotS8/s320/mary%2Bgreg%2Bblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668567748022765218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make it without the support of my husband.  Feeling weaker today for some reason.  Thanks to Emma for all the help today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4952811320919225295?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4952811320919225295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4952811320919225295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4952811320919225295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4952811320919225295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/couldnt-make-it-without-support-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsVYDYUh1iE/TqrMVV4iBqI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ip3j1eFotS8/s72-c/mary%2Bgreg%2Bblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-997476293229013129</id><published>2011-10-26T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:14:12.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time of Strong Feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5myoGM7CiA/TqexVPryi5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/LG0wDYd-XWM/s1600/rosa%2B-%2B035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5myoGM7CiA/TqexVPryi5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/LG0wDYd-XWM/s320/rosa%2B-%2B035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667693634614627218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on the joy my youngest granddaughter  Rosa has added to my life.  She is going to be 5 tommorow. I could not wait to post this baby photos again.  I feel  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GRATEFIUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awake for a bit since I am nervous about today.  I pray the doctors find some answers to help me on the journey to better health.  I know they think there may be a number of issues so one day will not likely provide all the answers.  Yet this step is good,  and then we will know what the next step should be.  So I feel  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NERVOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the most recent MS Publication and identified several free events i want to attend.  I did sign up using the computer for several.  So I guess I am  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OPTIMISTIC&lt;/span&gt; that health will alllow me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received the news that I  now a great great Aunt now.  A beautiful baby girl.  So I feel &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg and I had a wonderful talk about dealing with life with all that is going on.  We have arranged for some helps with snow removal,  laundry,  and brainstormed other ideas to help us cope with our health and life needs. It reminded me I am not alone in this journey.  I was able to share my concerns about Greg trying to do too much with such a demanding job.  Like when I hired this same person to mow (a small business)  it was a bit tough to get him to let go of a task he felt he should do to save money.&lt;br /&gt;I know having one less thing will be so good for him even if I return to my baseline.  I feel&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RELIEVED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept a lot today but happy surprises wonderful supportive emails,  notes on CaringBridge site,  and card in the mail.  Both my daughters called and had time for long chats that made me laugh.  I feel  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realize the cleaning women who is now a friend also really knew all Emma could do for me.  Either I am not home the day she comes due to MS Swim.  Or if I am home I am sleeping a lot even before this illness.  She marveled as Emma showed her things.  She also did abouve and beyond her job here today.  Was so nice to have someone around and the help of both Emma and Karyn.  I feel &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FORTUNATE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  feel sleepy so back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-997476293229013129?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/997476293229013129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=997476293229013129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/997476293229013129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/997476293229013129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-of-strong-feelings.html' title='A Time of Strong Feelings.'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5myoGM7CiA/TqexVPryi5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/LG0wDYd-XWM/s72-c/rosa%2B-%2B035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-935926449771434457</id><published>2011-10-24T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:46:07.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time to Say THANK YOU  Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn4JeEEaIYE/TqZMdG96P2I/AAAAAAAAAts/6T1Mep0X-G0/s1600/Emma%2BQuilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn4JeEEaIYE/TqZMdG96P2I/AAAAAAAAAts/6T1Mep0X-G0/s320/Emma%2BQuilt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667301244062547810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo I of Eilleen of Helping Paws.  This thank you goes out to her,  to Judy Emma's foster Mom,  tp the Helping Paws Staff,  and especially the foster families who train dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written Oct 24,2004  Blog  - MY THANK YOU to The Volunteers Who Train Service Dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This begins a new chapter in my life. Emma's companionship and help at home is more than I can ever express on this blog. When you are handicaped or disabled you have to depend on others to help you. Now here is this eager dog who wants to help, who thinks it is a game, and who wants to play. Emma has already brightened up my life. My days have been busy right now. when I return to normal life I know it will be more evident how my life has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at training we practiced the cue go get help. With some treats as reinforcement Emma did well. At home I practiced the same cue. Emma worked fast. She went to get my husband and was persistent till he followed her. No treat needed. She nudged at him and made it clear I need attention. Then she made sure he followed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one example of a command that can help me. I have trouble with falling and need help. The reassurance of knowing she will do this also makes me feel more secure. She will physically do tasks for me. That will help me be more independent. It will help me feel more comfortable going places. Her presence will also be a mental lift and support to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Please be assured that every moment you put into training the dogs, every dollar spent on vet bills and food - your patience, persistence, committment, - everything you invested into this dog - has been worth it. Your investment has given me and others a rare gift. Each dog brings us love, assistance, so much more. When you train those puppies, when you work each week in class, and when you have to see them leave to join the home of there future owner - please understand that your gift from the heart is life changing in a way that you can't imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a wonderful card from a cousin. I need to share it with all of you. On the outside was a picture of a beautiful yellow lab. The word congratulations. Inside the caption was&lt;br /&gt;"your success was no accident". The success I am having with Emma is no accident. Those of you who worked with her - especially her foster family - should be very very proud of your accomplishment...." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Thoughts In 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I read this.  I thought then she would be a gift.  I know now she is my angel,  today she is helping me through the most difficult MS Flare Up I have ever had.  My husband and I think that I literally would not be able to cope at home during the day without her assistance.  I am asking more of her each day.  She shines in the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chuckled tonight and wish we had videod it.  Judy her foster mom,  called in her "puppy dance" I think.  When she really really likes somethings she gets so excited and goes around in circles.  We think it does look like a dance.  Well today she spent a really long time helping me.  Things I needed to do as cleaning help is coming tomorrow,  I needed help for self care,  well things she can do but gosh she was like the energizer puppy.  I didn't have to move.  She just kept helping and helping.  The more I asked the happier she was...just delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg and I wonder if it seemed especially even more delightful to her because I was out of bed for awhile up and alert.  Very enthusiastic of course too.  We cheered her on verbally and she was so delighted.  We literally ran out of things for her to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankfully they taught me how to kind of add things together to get her to do something that may seem new.  Like combinding things she knows how to do,  with push, pull,  that's it...well she is doing just awesome.  I am move impressed than ever at her skills and devotion to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day if we have it handy Greg is going to try to video it on his iphone.  I think short video clips can be added just never have done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think I would be able to write but it is comforting to express my thoughts.  It is distracting from other things and so helpful to me.  Hey can you tell I always wanted to be Laura Engels Wilder?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Great Gift/Partner Emma is to me each day...Thanks to all of you especially Judy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-935926449771434457?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/935926449771434457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=935926449771434457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/935926449771434457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/935926449771434457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-to-say-thank-you-again.html' title='A Time to Say THANK YOU  Again'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn4JeEEaIYE/TqZMdG96P2I/AAAAAAAAAts/6T1Mep0X-G0/s72-c/Emma%2BQuilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8080246747556945938</id><published>2011-10-24T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:35:00.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1Fm50k94jk/TqUR6f4S5aI/AAAAAAAAAtg/gRdcRDFckaw/s1600/Emma%2Bat%2Bmy%2Bside%2Bwhen%2Bin%2Bhospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1Fm50k94jk/TqUR6f4S5aI/AAAAAAAAAtg/gRdcRDFckaw/s400/Emma%2Bat%2Bmy%2Bside%2Bwhen%2Bin%2Bhospital.jpg" &lt;br /&gt;border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666955402803340706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am HOME but this was when I was in hospital.  Emma is great support.   Very tiring day.  Up just for a bit.  I sleep off and on so sometimes awake for a little bit at night.  I am going to relax and just listen to music and drift back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See last blog entry how there is info now on caringbridge.org   on website maryweinand&lt;br /&gt;Note if you want they have a place you can check to be notified if the journal there is updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and I will see what we can do about writing here where you are use to me being kind of verbose.  There most times hope to be more consise for those who want that.  Did some longer notes there as some who I know will want to follow it will probably want to  catch up on what is going on,  and why they haven't seen me at activities,  family events,  church,  and things much since Aug and now not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dog stories still cheer me.  So when I can will keep writing those here.  Thought you might like the photos since I yeah had energy to do that tonight.  By the way,  I think this is cute.  Emma is by my side always.  Right now I am at computer and she looked so tired that I said "YOU can go to bed"  and she did.  Rest assured though when I move the chair to adjust position or to move back to bed she is here quick as a wink. Not snoring or sleeping hard like when i am with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute thing today.  She had to go outside to go to the bathroom.  I was weak and now we find I can tell if she "really" needs to go  by her response to me asking her if she really has to go.  Like I know the look of true urgency.  Well took her to the patio door,  and opened it wanting to just watch her.  there is a chair I can sit.  Well know what that silly girl did.  She backed up pressing against the glass watching my every move.  She would NOT take her eyes off me or venture out.  So I brought her back in.  Greg was home in about  5 min or less.  She then would go out but so quick now and runs like a race horse to my side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse I feel,  the closer to me she is  and doesn't always want to even go out to play or walk with Greg.  Only for the necessity of going to the bathroom  abain when I am doing rough.  If I am sleeping peacefully Greg can get her out at least a bit in the yard to play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8080246747556945938?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8080246747556945938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8080246747556945938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8080246747556945938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8080246747556945938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-home-but-this-was-when-i-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1Fm50k94jk/TqUR6f4S5aI/AAAAAAAAAtg/gRdcRDFckaw/s72-c/Emma%2Bat%2Bmy%2Bside%2Bwhen%2Bin%2Bhospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7165047735703182137</id><published>2011-10-23T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T10:16:36.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly hope to keep blogging here as I can.  Weakness though is not decreasing and I am pretty weak.   Still batting health issues so set up this website for friends and family.  Please pray or send positive thoughts.  I am not dying or anything but thought you might want to know you can also check out - &lt;br /&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/maryweinand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We use this site when Greg's cancer reoccurs to keep people informed. Helps with communication. Please pray too that I use it to EXplain not COMplain.  Just too weak at times to even pick up phone or to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse Emma is doing great...one day at a time here.  Dont' give up on this site as I will enter here if/when I can.  Or if you want to follow caring bridge site when I quit using it because things improve - I will post there that I am going to be blogging only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7165047735703182137?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7165047735703182137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7165047735703182137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7165047735703182137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7165047735703182137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-i-truly-hope-to-keep-blogging-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8376759025506310750</id><published>2011-10-20T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:09:48.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Day for Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLjiaswxwJ8/TqDUZyWKctI/AAAAAAAAAtU/sn4Rdi2u6Bs/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLjiaswxwJ8/TqDUZyWKctI/AAAAAAAAAtU/sn4Rdi2u6Bs/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665761870708634322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got in two naps and some rest time....but Emma had busier day than I did.  She got to be outside and inside things were hopping this afternoon and evening with Rosa and Sophia here.  Rosa's favorite was packing a box for Uncle Danny (my son in SF) for his birthday.  It didn't get mailed but was tons of fun for her to play in.  Grandpa Greg also in the morning took them on errands including buying a few groceries,  and a few presents for Dan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bummed but didn't have much energy.  Wondered if have them here to distract would help my energy.  Well NO on that buy yes great for my spirits. Sophia likes to write and read me some of her stories ehen I had to rest in bed. She also layed by me while I napped and read.  Nice company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosa put herself in charge of bringing me water,  and figured we could play barbies even in bed if needed.  We also watched a video,  I watched her play in the living room.  she also got new bath toys for when she sleeps over. Well they didn't sleep over but of course she took a bath to try them out.  I promised once I am better we would go swimming again at Maple Grove pool it is especially fun in the winter we think.  She and Sophia love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of conversation.  Greg cooked two meals,  and did some cleaning.  Wow he was busy and we realized with both of us working we dont get so tired.  the time flew by though.  I layed down when they left an hour ago but am back up but not for long.  Emma is back to her favorite spot on the love seat.  I think the action was good for her but she is relaxing and will be snoring soon I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doctor appointment regarding my lung function in the morning.  Not sure if it will change anything for right now but glad to check in with this doctor.  She is super good.  Off to bed.  Hope your day went well....warmer temps up to 60 in next few days.  &lt;br /&gt;this time of year even with shades drawn Sun makes house so hot.  We forgot to open windows but did later.  In the winter love how sun heats the house.  In summer we use air conditioning as needed but today yikes it got so warm for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't complain I have so many blessings.   Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8376759025506310750?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8376759025506310750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8376759025506310750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8376759025506310750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8376759025506310750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/busy-day-for-emma.html' title='Busy Day for Emma'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLjiaswxwJ8/TqDUZyWKctI/AAAAAAAAAtU/sn4Rdi2u6Bs/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8637890054361417444</id><published>2011-10-18T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:00:20.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to be grateful for</title><content type='html'>Up having first cup of hot chocolate of season.&lt;br /&gt;Not concerned I am awake since resting/sleeping so much.&lt;br /&gt;Amazed and tears of gratitude for a simple thing&lt;br /&gt;I could lift the cup all alone one hand...a mug!&lt;br /&gt;Weak arms and this MS stuff and over all weakness&lt;br /&gt;Are having me rethink the many things I should be &lt;br /&gt;appreciating in life. Tonight I lifted a mug!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma like always gets up with me and is at my side.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I should be up long ....she looks so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I can lay and listen to music...but will probably easily go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get out tomorrow for Dr appoint and hey i typed this much with only a few times to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep you have to be grateful for the little things...Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8637890054361417444?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8637890054361417444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8637890054361417444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8637890054361417444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8637890054361417444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/things-to-be-grateful-for.html' title='Things to be grateful for'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3953518495122044715</id><published>2011-10-18T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T17:52:51.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zilCKapjWIM/Tp4d0P9lvoI/AAAAAAAAAtI/F0oGIymT0xE/s1600/blog%2Bemma%2Bs%2Bsp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zilCKapjWIM/Tp4d0P9lvoI/AAAAAAAAAtI/F0oGIymT0xE/s400/blog%2Bemma%2Bs%2Bsp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664998164753923714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5b0zS6CwEHM/Tp4dvruGhEI/AAAAAAAAAs8/nSVaMM1o9qc/s1600/Judy%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5b0zS6CwEHM/Tp4dvruGhEI/AAAAAAAAAs8/nSVaMM1o9qc/s400/Judy%2Bblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664998086305809474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One quiet day at a time&lt;br /&gt;Loved this picture of Judy, it is part of picture of her looking at Emma.&lt;br /&gt;She is Emma's foster mom who raised her,  trained her from puppy to Oct 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other is picture of Emma helping - now more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Her company,  her moral support,  and her physical support (help) needed.&lt;br /&gt;She is so patient&lt;br /&gt;Unless I am sleeping at meal time - 5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;She nudges me,  then licks me,  and if I say "you have to wait"  she may lay down but not more than 30 min.&lt;br /&gt;then she is at it.  Today she also brought me socks,  as if to add merit to her wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice I have her to get me up a bit,  take her out,  and all.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a million thanks to those especially Judy,  who trained her and brought her into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  Dr appointment this week and next.  Just taking it a day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Emma that I am not alone.  &lt;br /&gt;Yeah Thurs if all goes as planned my granddaughters coming over as they are off school.&lt;br /&gt;Rosa says she will take care of me and is bringing a video for us to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Greg will be here to handle it all -=  and Sophia.  Sophie is so fun to be with too.&lt;br /&gt;Rosa turns 5 this month and Sophie 12 in Dec...time flies..&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward to time with Sophia too.  She is so sweet and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3953518495122044715?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3953518495122044715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3953518495122044715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3953518495122044715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3953518495122044715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-quiet-day-at-time-loved-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zilCKapjWIM/Tp4d0P9lvoI/AAAAAAAAAtI/F0oGIymT0xE/s72-c/blog%2Bemma%2Bs%2Bsp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-9186825285933256005</id><published>2011-10-17T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:15:53.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Might Take Awhile</title><content type='html'>Going to be resting fpr awhile doctors think.  Will post as able. don't give up on us.  Emma very helpful.  Prayers appreciated and positive thoughts.  A dear friend just dropped off magazines for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-9186825285933256005?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/9186825285933256005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=9186825285933256005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9186825285933256005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9186825285933256005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-might-take-awhile.html' title='This Might Take Awhile'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4012649296807164370</id><published>2011-10-14T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:16:47.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a29CKxEoAXw/TpfhDeKdV7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/7tUQWRSdyjI/s1600/quote%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a29CKxEoAXw/TpfhDeKdV7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/7tUQWRSdyjI/s400/quote%2Bblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663242506194474930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend,  battling breast cancer shared this quote.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is so true for life's struggles and for my family especially health issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of all we have been through&lt;br /&gt;My daughters both had some serious health issues as children that scared us&lt;br /&gt;Greg has survived the kidney cancer though it reoccurs&lt;br /&gt;He deals with other health issues too&lt;br /&gt;Greg sister died of cancer way to young and his dad too and his mother ...so scary and sad.  &lt;br /&gt;but we handled it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the ongoing health things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remembering that we have more strength and resilience than we realize&lt;br /&gt;We have a supportive family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I do believe this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope life treats you gently..and faith helps us too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4012649296807164370?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4012649296807164370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4012649296807164370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4012649296807164370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4012649296807164370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/friend-battling-breast-cancer-shared.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a29CKxEoAXw/TpfhDeKdV7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/7tUQWRSdyjI/s72-c/quote%2Bblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3274612495391688531</id><published>2011-10-13T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:10:15.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Week with Emma in 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ro6psOcP3Qg/TpfgShMnRhI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Ph4fR3zmMdQ/s1600/blog%2BEmma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ro6psOcP3Qg/TpfgShMnRhI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Ph4fR3zmMdQ/s320/blog%2BEmma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663241665195230738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it through the first week.&lt;br /&gt;Oct 14, 2005 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and I made it through the first week of training. I can't believe how much I have learned in five days. Tonight I feel kind of naked not having her at my side. Among the new commands we tried today was "car". Emma showed me how eagerly she gets into a van or car. She was so cute in the car especially. she was on the seat, looking out the window eager to go. I do think she looked a bit disappointed that she had to get back out without going anywhere at all. We also met with the people from the foster home. Judy told me more about her work with the dog, and what the dog was use to in her home setting. It was helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also shared a story that is a good reminder for you dog and cat owners. One time after a sleep over her son had with his friends - the dog got downstairs unattended briefly. When they checked on Emma she was unconscious. She had found a bag of chips, and trying to eat what was left worked her way into the bag and ended up suffocating. They got her out and she came to on the way to get emergency help. She said that she heard from another dog owner that it has happened with a dog getting into a box of cereal also. I am glad she told me so that is another thing to really watch. I am so glad due to their quick thinking that the dog is fine. I know accidents can happen in an instant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were talking I asked her how she ever got this adorable puppy to learn so much. It is so amazing all she does. Judy and Emma have been to weekly classes since she was 8 weeks old. She said you can't believe how much she learned in six months. No matter how many months or years pass my gratitude to Judy and her family will never fade. That includes her friends and relatives who all were part of Emma's life. I hear many of you are reading my blog. Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she practicing picking things up for me. I drop things easily and she can pick them up to put in my lap, in my hand, or even on a counter or table top. We also practiced retrieving a phone. I will have a portable phone in a specific place where Emma can pick it up. We are probably going to put a velcro handle on it to make it a bit easier for the dog and to protect the phone. she loved practicing that skill for me today also. The goal will be if I fall or am in a medical need situation - she can go get the phone for me and bring it to me. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She practiced picking up so many items including keys, kitchen untencils, a glove, and billfold. She really loved it. It is all like a game to her - she is eager to get it, bring it to me and it is fun. I am also astounded the dogs know the command look. She will then search for the item I am asking for. It was so adorable watching her scan the floor or counter for the item I requested and then bring it to me. She also can put things into a basket, on the counter, or my scooter basket. They tell me try having her put laundry in the hamper and you can bet we will try that. Some service dogs put laundry into the washing machine. I am not sure Emma can reach mine but she will be able to empty the dryer - and I guess enjoys that also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big thing I have learned this week is how much the dogs enjoy helping. The tasks are like games to them. They get a treat sometimes now as they get use to us but more and more will do it for the fun of it and verbal reinforcement. I can't wait to bring her home and show my family all she can do. It is one thing to read about it, but to see it in action is unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;YES they tell me Emma has been as tired nights as I have been. I hear she can snore but I won't mind that a bit. Thanks Emma for a great great eye opening week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UPDATE -  2011&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes she snores,  still loves car rides especially if on the seat,  she still eager to do all tasks.  Still loves keys but since I don't drive I don't drop them like I use to.  If Greg does she is elated.  I think the noise and challenge make if so fun for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only thing I may check with staff on is getting the phone.  Yes I can have Emma get if I drop.  but found if i put it in one place for her to get if i asked for it - well she loved that and would bring it to me over and over and over again.  I usually have cell phone in my pocket and one home phone by me at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also she can get me blanket.  Well so handy now as My arms so weak that sometimes i can't pull up the covers and can get her to do that. Still working on it but she does pretty good.  Funny though,  so rare,  she woke me in middle of night.  Like always tried Greg first and he ignored her,  then she pops to my side,  I thought she just wanted to play.  so she gets in bed...I think yeah she will lay down and sleep.  Gets in the middle and places her paw on me like she is tapping me (it is adorable and polite) so I think better get up she needs something.  Took me a minute to wake up and she pulls my covers off me.  Well that will wake you up...and took her outside so surprised she had to go to the bathroom again...not normal for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3274612495391688531?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3274612495391688531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3274612495391688531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3274612495391688531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3274612495391688531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-first-week-with-emma-in-2005.html' title='My First Week with Emma in 2005'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ro6psOcP3Qg/TpfgShMnRhI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Ph4fR3zmMdQ/s72-c/blog%2BEmma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8759049838802069332</id><published>2011-10-09T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T09:12:34.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home from hospital</title><content type='html'>Hi,  We did spend time at the hospital this weekend. Glad to be home but glad I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did a thorough look at me.  Think among other things I have a bad virus that is adding to MS problems,  asthma flare up and wondering if sinus problems are bacterial or virus.  Long story I wont detail.  Was good we went in because I got some through checks up and helpful physical therarapy,  iv for more fluids and meds,  occupational therapy,  respitory help etc.  So  overall helped,.  Still see family doctor Monday about some things and upcoming tests I may have as out patient etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still suppose to rest and drink more fluids. I drink so much I think but they thought I was dehydrated...Emma was super and got to stay overnight and that was good for both of us.  Not sure if I will blog daily now but will blog.  hang in there with me.  Will handle this one day at a time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just exhausted but they did not do mono test as treatment would be the same as what we are doing now doc said.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma wish you a good day...Mary   and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8759049838802069332?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8759049838802069332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8759049838802069332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8759049838802069332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8759049838802069332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/home-from-hospital.html' title='home from hospital'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7007420207446117048</id><published>2011-10-07T10:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:35:55.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GXkvNOoSFQ/To80ZpC7bwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s9GCZZ2RiYc/s1600/blog%2Bsleeping%2Bdogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GXkvNOoSFQ/To80ZpC7bwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s9GCZZ2RiYc/s320/blog%2Bsleeping%2Bdogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660800871747514114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my neice Jill's dogs.  She is the most energetic person I have ever met.  One day though she said she had to slow down and so did her dogs.  So cute all of them relaxing.  Cute dogs.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is not sleepy today.  She wants to be outside and we have been often.  She nudging me awake (still so sleepy) and I sit while she plays.  It is warm and leaves are blowing in the wind.  She loves that.  She is sniffing in the yard maybe a squirrel, or something better got in the fence?  She following the scent like trails through her yard.  some leaves in a small pile and she had so much fun pushing her face in it --- maybe practicing for snow?  I guess she likes every season.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird I slept ten hours and after an hour needed a nap.  I had mono once but wonder if I have it?  Well see the doctor again Monday am and see where I am at.  Maybe just sinus,  allergies,,,,who all knows.  MS makes recovery slow usually.  Sorry to keep mentioning it,  just so weird to be this exhausted all the time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg may come home early today which means maybe by 4?  Earlier.  A big treat and he has put in plenty of hours this week.  He only goes to work part day tomorrow Sat and I think Sunday just 4 hours too. Oops don't want to jinx it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jan wants to see me this afternoon after school.  Greg kids I can feel tired and not be home every minute.  So she might pick me up and go to happy hour. Ha ha  happy to see her that is.  We only have pop,  water, and maybe splurge to share some salad or an appetizer...but when she has time it is a great time for both of us.  I use to teach with her.  Those who know her I will have some news about her work soon I think.  She is great at her work.  I really liked teaching with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely knew her as she came in a bit after school started as the 5th grade teacher had to leave for medical reasons.  I had MS problems that year with vision and she started helping drive me.  We are on the same side of town but she is miles away and I not on her way.  At first my dear kids drove me from Maple Grove to Excelsior.  My son worked a weird schedule and recalls driving me in am and then parking to sleep a bit before driving back home.  It was at least a 30 min drive one way.  Well Jan would take me home and pretty soon Greg dropped me off close to her and she did the trek in with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we hit lots of traffic,  always we loved it ,  laughed and talked about our day.  Sometimes stopping for a pop or cone to have in the car.  Now over ten years later on Fridays I am honored she likes to end the school week with me.  Again drives to my home to pick me up.  She is the dearest friend in the entire world...though I have other friends I love too of course.  But she and I click personality wise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is too great friends...be they puppies,  dogs,  cats,  service dogs,  girlfriends,  husbands,  etc.  Hope your day goes well. Honest to pete I  need to lay down again.  will try to read but I think need to sleep more?  ha ha this is so weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7007420207446117048?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7007420207446117048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7007420207446117048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7007420207446117048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7007420207446117048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/relaxing.html' title='Relaxing'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GXkvNOoSFQ/To80ZpC7bwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s9GCZZ2RiYc/s72-c/blog%2Bsleeping%2Bdogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6434261862859197267</id><published>2011-10-07T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:18:59.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GXkvNOoSFQ/To80ZpC7bwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s9GCZZ2RiYc/s1600/blog%2Bsleeping%2Bdogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GXkvNOoSFQ/To80ZpC7bwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s9GCZZ2RiYc/s320/blog%2Bsleeping%2Bdogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660800871747514114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6434261862859197267?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6434261862859197267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6434261862859197267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6434261862859197267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6434261862859197267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GXkvNOoSFQ/To80ZpC7bwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s9GCZZ2RiYc/s72-c/blog%2Bsleeping%2Bdogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3124755082567489719</id><published>2011-10-06T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:32:42.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iabk5t12QyM/To6cwfmeVYI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v_a_HTqABX0/s1600/Mary%2Band%2BEmma%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iabk5t12QyM/To6cwfmeVYI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v_a_HTqABX0/s320/Mary%2Band%2BEmma%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660634138581816706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also from 2007 - like the photo.  Emma helping me wrap at Barnes and Noble to raise money for helping paws.   I love her more each day and never thought I could love her more but I do...she is my angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3124755082567489719?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3124755082567489719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3124755082567489719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3124755082567489719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3124755082567489719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/also-from-2007-like-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iabk5t12QyM/To6cwfmeVYI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v_a_HTqABX0/s72-c/Mary%2Band%2BEmma%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3189982163440183307</id><published>2011-10-06T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:29:51.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From this date 2007</title><content type='html'>My cold is still causing a lot of coughing. I feel like I have had gallons of cough syrup (not really) but I did feel better today. It always takes me awhile to get over colds. It was another very warm day out so we put the air conditioning on. Believe me in MN you do not usually need air conditioning. You would expect temps in the 60"s not 80's. We have neighbors already planning their trip to Arizona where they stay for the winter. They have a house there. I can't imagine keeping up two homes - one is enough for me. Usually it is cool here before they leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are falling and oh does Emma love rolling in them, and smelling them. She loves being outdoors. My children Dan and Becky were over and helped with a few things. They were outside with Greg and I and Emma was in her glory. She thought it was great fun to have everyone around. My fun loving puppy. Then my neighbor came over to chat and she was even more excited. Fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an early afternoon dinner Greg headed to work, the kids headed home and it was just Emma and I. I wonder what she thinks when there is so much going on and then it is just the two of us. We of course snuck in a nap but also got outside. I kept the nap short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mentor for the MS Society so called for that tonight. There is such a nice woman that I visit with. Since I don't drive it is helpful that we can visit by phone weekly. I also had a few other calls to make. I am trying to calm my cough down so will sit quiet for awhile read or watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW - warm temps this year too and I still mentor the same woman with MS.  Emma still keeps me company.  My children have busy lives and Greg works a lot...Emma and I are a great team.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is so much fun to be with. She sure is a good companion. Maybe I will get a picture of her in the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy fall where ever you live.&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3189982163440183307?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3189982163440183307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3189982163440183307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3189982163440183307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3189982163440183307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/from-this-date-2007.html' title='From this date 2007'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1909226394329976230</id><published>2011-10-06T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T09:18:13.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six years ago and worth repeating..</title><content type='html'>Waiting for my service dog&lt;br /&gt;Back to Full Blog  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 6, 2005&lt;br /&gt;My first service dog. I am disabled due to Multiple Sclerosis and looking forward to this helper dog and companion. I am working with helpingpaws.org. I have met my dog named Emma. She is a yellow lab and specializes in retrieving. I have had a dog but am wondering if it will be an adjustment to have a bigger dog. I know it will be unique to have a well trained service dog. This is exciting and will help me be more independent. I already get many questions about what a service dog can do for me. I hope to write about our life together. Maybe it will help those interested in service dogs and also dog lovers. It sure has stirred up interest among my friends with Multiple Sclerosis, my family, relatives, and other friends. You are welcome to write with questions or comments or your own dog stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a neat story about the women who trained Emma. I use to teach her children in a small school in Minnesota. Due to the size of the school I got to know the parents well. Judy was a wonderful parent volunteer with artistic talent and loved to volunteer to do special art projects in the classroom. When I had to leave teaching due to my progressing disability with MS (Multiple Sclerosis) she understood and shared my tears. It was sad for my students, parents and myself as i had to leave mid year. I left for a sick leave in Dec and never imagined that was the end of a teaching career.It was sure coincidence that she trained the dog. She was not on the team that helps match the people with the dogs. It w after the fact we found out and both cried. Her children were excited about that news also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having some problems with the MS these past weeks but resting and on medications to help me improve. I can't wait to work with Emma. They say the dogs pick the owners in many ways. She really liked working with me. I can promise her a nice loving home. My friends and family are eager to welcome her into our lives. I feel like little girl waiting for Christmas. I am learning 75 doggy cues that were sent to me - my kids and husband kid about if WE are smart enough for the dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1909226394329976230?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1909226394329976230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1909226394329976230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1909226394329976230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1909226394329976230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/six-years-ago-and-worth-repeating.html' title='Six years ago and worth repeating..'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-475659887873453739</id><published>2011-10-06T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T09:15:34.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKV8ZJXbo-E/To3UF22IFeI/AAAAAAAAAsM/NxDB_0GWO5Q/s1600/blog%2Bmona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKV8ZJXbo-E/To3UF22IFeI/AAAAAAAAAsM/NxDB_0GWO5Q/s320/blog%2Bmona.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660413503761552866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3A5BvXIQ4Oo/To3UAN4wX-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/nMFHstAiewQ/s1600/blog%2Bpat%2Bcamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3A5BvXIQ4Oo/To3UAN4wX-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/nMFHstAiewQ/s320/blog%2Bpat%2Bcamp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660413406867382242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itKGzvOFMGk/To3T4KUaTFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Wo-eV_3IgQo/s1600/blog%2Bcamp%2Bw%2Brosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itKGzvOFMGk/To3T4KUaTFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Wo-eV_3IgQo/s320/blog%2Bcamp%2Bw%2Brosa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660413268470680658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email from someone just said they admired my courage and determination. Learned a lot from the late Connie Fox who was my neighbor and dealt with serious illness causing a young death. She would say "I am not couragous, line us up and say who will take this illness and I would run the other way!! You just deal with the things that happen in life and make the best of it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get strength from Greg,  my kids, grandkids,  friends,  EMMMA,  and of course my friend with MS who share in this journey.  We share coping tips,  support,  friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post another note too I hope about my first days with Emma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of MS camp and gosh Kathy why aren't you in one?   They send yearly disk but need help getting those photos on to my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-475659887873453739?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/475659887873453739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=475659887873453739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/475659887873453739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/475659887873453739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/precious-friends.html' title='Precious Friends'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKV8ZJXbo-E/To3UF22IFeI/AAAAAAAAAsM/NxDB_0GWO5Q/s72-c/blog%2Bmona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7667191864488804625</id><published>2011-10-05T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:38:18.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our pet stories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqnRRm644Vo/To0LeePjX_I/AAAAAAAAAr0/spCgURPMiKE/s1600/italy%2Bcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqnRRm644Vo/To0LeePjX_I/AAAAAAAAAr0/spCgURPMiKE/s320/italy%2Bcat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660192924816859122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES this is a cat.  In our cleaning some shelves hurray last week found a disk with pictures my daughter took in Italy.  May share some more famous landmarks another time but loved this photo.  she is a cat lover.  Always was.  We once had one cat then two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat 1 - Anna and siblings wanted a cat.  My husband says "Well you should research first what it takes to have a cat."  He not a cat lover ever.  Well she did.  In fact she did a great research and won in 4H competition at the county and state fair level too.  And yes Superior (grey the color of lake superior rocks)  entered our lives.   Sadly died young of a stroke.  She had gotten outside we never knew for sure but vet thought maybe she had gotten into something that poisoned her.  She was obtained from Humane society and turned in too young away from mom.  Very fiesty but we loved her.  I cried just buckets when I brought her in sick and left her there.  She died overnight and we weren't ready for that...maybe our denial.  I cried and cried and cried. Didn't want another pet ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats 2 and 3 -  Anna was in her teens now.  I received a few calls that puzzled me asking for Anna.  Then we were in bed one morning and enter my youngest Danny with a clipboard.  Very serious (and young)  ""would you prefer a siameze cat,  calico,  black  and similar questions..'  Well the kids had been I think answering ads trying to find not one but a pair of cats.  A pair so they could play together.  This time from a private party. We agreed to visit after I also spoke to owner on phone.  Well she was marrying someone alergic to cats.  Her poor littly guy about 2 or 3 waved bye bye kitties...and yes they went home with us.  Took years before I knew Madera and Philips were named after liquor ha ha.  Great cats,  calmer thant the first,  not same litter but raised together...lived to be over 9 years will us.  Age 11?  Not sure.    They were with us when Emma entered our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMMA came home and they backed her against the wall. NOt sure why but they claimed mostly the basement of our split level and Emma stayed with me so mostly upstairs.  Peaceful coexistence but they never really became pals.  And we did not replace them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boomer - Dog 1 in adult life.  I was working as a teacher and honest my kids will have to refresh me on time line regarding Boomer and the CAts 2 and 3.    Boomer was an oops.  Two dogs got loose and breeder hence pure bred terrior plus pure bred american eskimo crossed.  She was delightfully colored like a fox,  with white paws looking mostly like a alaskian eskimo.  There best friend and neighbor had another puppy in that bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welll boomers original ownere died of cancer.  Her friend took the dog but then couldn't.  So the kids asked us.  Again I said okay I would go see the dog.  Well she kind of pranced.  had been hit by car so on one leg a bit off but otherwise healthy.  The cutest thing and yep I was the first to say,  okay put the dog in the car.  Sadly he lived only about 7 years well maybe not that long.  I think we had her 5?  less?  He was there but became MY dog.  Hate to admit but not really trained when we got her and I didn't take him to classes.  Would if I could change that.  Didn't realize how much positive rewards could be used in trainning there.   Well over time he got too protective of me as I got ill with MS.  HE was home with me and learned some things that helped me and gave me a taste of what a helper dog might be like.  I put my name in at helping paws but determined I didn't think I could overlap dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boomer got too protective but at first we didn't know he was sick too.  He wouldn't let my own kids in my bedroom if I was sleeping or didn't say okay.  And forget letting anyone else enter the house to feed him or take us out if we weren't home.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly Boomer had physical issues that caused pain only cortisone helped or an expensive chemo drug could have been tried.  Long name I could never remember but rare for this breed.  Great vet but then he got cushings and nothing helped so had to put him down. The vet was so awesome he would call me weekly till together we knew it was time to let Boomer fo...Almost took my name of helping paw list.   I never wanted to cry this hard ever again.  NO more pets.  Plus we had the cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CATS lived a long time.  Hid and died naturally within a few months of each other.  Sad but they lived long lives. We don't know if old age but since just maybe a few months apart also wonder if the cat food scare from china a factor though not a listed brand?  One had played all day and that night found her dead right at her food dish.  Again for both cried and cried and cried...but they lived a long life.  But they loved playing in the laundry basket.  So fun to see two littl black heads popping up from my whites... when we had Emma we had both light and dark hair to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTER EMMA - I can tell you she better live a very very very long life.  I will need an army to hold me up.  But anyway mentioning them all as the gifts of pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SERVICE DOG is so much more than a pet in my life.  To be sure we say not a pet due to her duties.  She is with me all the time.  Though at this older age (she is 8.5)  she handles being alone awhile ok.  I tell her to nap and she hops on my bed but that is when I am OK.  Now when I am sick she is at my side.  Sometimes won't go out to go potty with Greg unless I go too.  Or won't get out of his side of the car,  wants me letting her out.  I mean really at my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night coughing and couldn't sleep  at first.  Well then she cuddles up more,  gets up anytime that I do,  lays her head on my leg or whatever to show her presence. Worked we slept 14 hours.  Yeah she woke me at 7 (usually wakes Greg)  and I barely woke up to feed her.  Needed something for blood sugar so drank orange juice had toast and back to bed we wnet till 2 pm.  Greg's worked lots of nights so never heard him wake up and go.  Never heard a peep though he did let her out.  Or she wouldn't have slept so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMMA IS THE GREATEST DOG EVER -  Boomer would have loved playing with her and would have been a better dog to all if I would have taken him to obedience training.  Gosh I loved him.  Had pet dog Katie as a child too and missed him more than I realized when I left home.  Who knew?  Never realized how close I was to her.  She also had tags that jingled in the night. ON PURPOSE I have Emma's tags such they jingle. Sometimes family have said why not change it,  because I love it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to pets and dogs all over the world...peeking from windows,  or whatever....we love them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must feel better though slept a lot today as i wrote so much tonight...thanks for reading.  I know at least a few of you say u like my long stories.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny bought new winter jacket badly needed and it came today.  Ordered it in cool weeks awhile ago on sale mail order.  Arrived and found it so hot to try on - it was maybe 85 today?  or more?    Never put a/c on in October that I recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma wish you a good day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7667191864488804625?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7667191864488804625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7667191864488804625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7667191864488804625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7667191864488804625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-pet-stories.html' title='Our pet stories.'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqnRRm644Vo/To0LeePjX_I/AAAAAAAAAr0/spCgURPMiKE/s72-c/italy%2Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3195413946521160984</id><published>2011-10-04T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T07:54:49.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqzr81Lp0go/ToseAW89fxI/AAAAAAAAArs/oatlLj6Bl-8/s1600/emma%2Bmichurskis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqzr81Lp0go/ToseAW89fxI/AAAAAAAAArs/oatlLj6Bl-8/s320/emma%2Bmichurskis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659650348231261970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is nurse Emma...some health problems.  but hanging in there.   will write when I feel better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3195413946521160984?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3195413946521160984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3195413946521160984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3195413946521160984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3195413946521160984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/short-note.html' title='Short note'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqzr81Lp0go/ToseAW89fxI/AAAAAAAAArs/oatlLj6Bl-8/s72-c/emma%2Bmichurskis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4407497230704152092</id><published>2011-10-02T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T12:52:52.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday  Comic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q5BMMX89cd0/Toi-50TISWI/AAAAAAAAArk/ar0_YdnA_sk/s1600/301028_281600521867723_119768228050954_1111756_757819569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q5BMMX89cd0/Toi-50TISWI/AAAAAAAAArk/ar0_YdnA_sk/s320/301028_281600521867723_119768228050954_1111756_757819569_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658982832291727714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this through facebook and it made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to add photo of Emma as a puppy from my original blog but just can't get it to work.  Looked for puppy cartoon but didn't find that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma got her PHOTO taken yesterday with me,  and with Greg and I for the Church Directory where Greg works.  I will be able to share when it all arrives.  Interesting, in photos with Emma I have such a time when i am in them.  This happened at Becky's wedding too...she wants to look at ME.  The presence of a stranger the photographer makes that even more the case.  Even with treats that happened.  We did get a pretty good shot though.  I blink easily and sure feel I look awful in photos but anyway I will treasure this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful fall days this weekend so Emma is getting out a lot.  I still have to rest a lot but sitting outdoors with her playing is resting!!  She is so enjoying uncovering leaves that have fallen.  What she smells is even more exciting as she loves to both walk in leaves and also to look whats under.  I recall that from other years.  A pretty time of year for MN.  Treasure these last days before the snows of November...which by the way Emma will love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she is a dog for all seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your day goes well.  3:00 but I have to lay down again.  Tired today but in good spirits so that is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4407497230704152092?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4407497230704152092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4407497230704152092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4407497230704152092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4407497230704152092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-comic.html' title='Sunday  Comic'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q5BMMX89cd0/Toi-50TISWI/AAAAAAAAArk/ar0_YdnA_sk/s72-c/301028_281600521867723_119768228050954_1111756_757819569_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3998024961017118201</id><published>2011-10-01T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T06:05:12.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Going to take our picture today for church directory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will write more later.  Having trouble loading photos I want to post.....hmm.  Cute puppy photo of Emma.  Watch for it will try again later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3998024961017118201?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3998024961017118201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3998024961017118201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3998024961017118201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3998024961017118201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/10/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4796365567210022383</id><published>2011-09-29T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T10:09:43.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog Post Ever almost 6 years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;October 6, 2005&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first service dog. I am disabled due to Multiple Sclerosis and looking forward to this helper dog and companion. I am working with helpingpaws.org. I have met my dog named Emma. She is a yellow lab and specializes in retrieving. I have had a dog but am wondering if it will be an adjustment to have a bigger dog. I know it will be unique to have a well trained service dog. This is exciting and will help me be more independent. I already get many questions about what a service dog can do for me. I hope to write about our life together. Maybe it will help those interested in service dogs and also dog lovers. It sure has stirred up interest among my friends with Multiple Sclerosis, my family, relatives, and other friends. You are welcome to write with questions or comments or your own dog stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a neat story about the women who trained Emma. I use to teach her children in a small school in Minnesota. Due to the size of the school I got to know the parents well. Judy was a wonderful parent volunteer with artistic talent and loved to volunteer to do special art projects in the classroom. When I had to leave teaching due to my progressing disability with MS (Multiple Sclerosis) she understood and shared my tears. It was sad for my students, parents and myself as i had to leave mid year. I left for a sick leave in Dec and never imagined that was the end of a teaching career.It was sure coincidence that she trained the dog. She was not on the team that helps match the people with the dogs. It w after the fact we found out and both cried. Her children were excited about that news also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having some problems with the MS these past weeks but resting and on medications to help me improve. I can't wait to work with Emma. They say the dogs pick the owners in many ways. She really liked working with me. I can promise her a nice loving home. My friends and family are eager to welcome her into our lives. I feel like little girl waiting for Christmas. I am learning 75 doggy cues that were sent to me - my kids and husband kid about if WE are smart enough for the dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4796365567210022383?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4796365567210022383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4796365567210022383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4796365567210022383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4796365567210022383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-first-blog-post-ever-almost-6-years.html' title='My First Blog Post Ever almost 6 years ago'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7894444204548798606</id><published>2011-09-29T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T10:12:10.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.blogstream.com/i/userImages/7/7091_2747.jpg  "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 592px; height: 400px;" src="http://images.blogstream.com/i/userImages/7/7091_2747.jpg  " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six years ago I learned I would get Emma.  i cried.  I went to my car and couldn't move.  I had a cell phone and used it.  Judy Michurski who worked there went to lunch and others too. They came back and I was still in my car.  Afraid to even drive I was so darn excited.  Nope this little puppy pictured was not even with Judy yet when this photo was taken.  For 2.5 years the Michurskis especially Judy took good care of her.  And once I knew she would be my partner is was so tough to wait. See my very first blog entry almost six years agol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7894444204548798606?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7894444204548798606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7894444204548798606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7894444204548798606'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7871067938882080869</id><published>2011-09-28T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:04:37.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back a weekend of family love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TJsGuNwea0/ToP8PRE_V8I/AAAAAAAAArU/FZgFSVON0fM/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TJsGuNwea0/ToP8PRE_V8I/AAAAAAAAArU/FZgFSVON0fM/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657642896120043458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am back blogging,  almost gave it up but wanted to start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were out of town over the weekend to Duluth.  YEah yeah.  All my children,  even Dan from San Francisco  and granddaughters.  The event that drew us there was a nephews wedding.  They have dated 9 years including his years in dental school so she seems part of the family already.  A very joyous celebration with the Weinand side of the family and the kids got to visit even with cousins who live out state.  Very enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost did not go due to health.  Probably said before my MS is flaring up.  They think sinus infection still part of issue.  Will go Friday as it seems worse even with two weeks antibiotic started.  But maybe Friday will start another type or decide what to do with  that and some minor health issues too.  But the dr urged me to go.  They gave me medicine and sent us off. Meds for cough and sinus.  Said I could rest or sleep there as well as home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good lesson to me.  My children were adamant I go and also my husband.  Did not bring scooter as I don't have lift in this car our only car now.   And needed room in back for luggage too as our granddaughters and Dan rode up with us.  Well anyway I did little walking or standing but still had great time.  I rested and slept plenty but hey change of scenery was great.  Hearing lake superior waves lap or crash lulled me to sleep or occupied my mind during the rest times.  Shared meals with kids when able and did make it to the wedding too.   Then Greg surprised me and arranged for us to spend two days in Grand Maris.  Two hours about further north but a lovely drive.  We like it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was great for Greg to get away from work,  and there our room overlooked the lake.  Pretty cloudy in Duluth and yet nice.  Warmer in Grand Maris over 70 and there saw some fall colors.  i couldn't hike like old days so we drove up the gunflint trail to the boundary waters enterance.  We saw beautiful colors,  found places to stop the car where I could see more,  and I did get out  two times and took a few steps to sit at a rock on waters edge.  Emma got to wade and explore unique smells.  It worked great.  The whole time in Duluth and Grand Maris Greg didn't seem to mind that I didn't venture out much as he needed time to relax too.  Or I would be willing to be alone with Emma a bit while he walked somewhere with the kids.  It was just great for my spirits.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma was great...one strange things happened. If you have hints please email me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while driving up the gunflint trail very early on she started to just go in circles on the seat and cry in a way I never heard ever from her.  We got out wondering what was wrong.  Got her out of the car and she layed in the grass and didn't want to stand.&lt;br /&gt;She just kept streching and then pulling herself through the grassy area.   We though she had to go to the bathroom maybe but she would stand up a bit and then repeat pulling herself in through the grass or just lying there.  She wasn't crying though just weird facial expression too.  Not sure how long it was but too long for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the vet and they talked to me.  She had been eating, voiding,  everything find.  They stayed on phone with me,  we got her to walk and after aways she did go to the bathroom.  she got in the grass streched but then started goofing around rolling her head in the grass like she does.  The dog who gets grass stains on her head.  She didn't seem itchy or anything.  She drank a bit of water and eagerly went back in the car.  So they said just watch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she was absolutely fine and still is.  The way she kept stetching I though do dogs get cramps.  But she had only been in car at that point for less than ten minutes.  She had just walked before that. oh yeah and first thing we did was wash out paws good to be sure wasn't stones or gravel between pads or anything.  But we saw nothing.  So don't know what it was but she is fine.  Will have vet appt in mid to late Oct for normal routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home late last night.  She slept so much today - good deal as I needed it to.  We took metro mobility to my counselor again and the 20-30 min ride home was instead 1.5 hours.  A tour of the city.  From New Brighton,  to the U of M,  to Lake Street,  to around near lake Calhoon (pretty) and to Plymouth and home finally.  It was a car not mini bus rare with the dog but she loved being on the seat.  The riders had to sit in front with driver to be sure room for all.  More comfortable but they should usually send van she said as normally she has three riders at a time.  Someone must have forgotten to key in the service dog or something .  But nice day,  pleasant driver and various passengers who got on and off.  With a car we all chatted some so it really did not bother us today at all.  But yep at 1.5 hours glad to be home.  The driver loved dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then rested all day for the most part.  Weak weak legs but managed. I live with stairs so hope the leg things improve or keep up enough I can do stairs to take Emma out or to go out to car.  Split level.  Someday we will have to move  I know.  Talked to MS nurse specialist today,  they still optimistic that wihen infection fully cured I will improve even if not to my previous baseline.  They could do some physical therapy the days I dont have water exercise to help too if that is needed.  But for now rest and deal with sinus and cold or whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love picture above.  I mostly sat on walker but we did take granddaughters to train museum and children't museum in duluth (same building).  This is Greg and oldest Granddaughter Sophia.  She is not with us as much due to time with her biological father.  But she is not a step granddaughter to us.  I thought this captured family love and happiness that engulfed our entire weekend.  We made our own sunshine I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also with this MS stuff this summer Emma just gets more and more attentive if that is possible.  We are having to fine tune a bit some skills we didn't use as much but do now.  I find she is doing just great.  She however would not get out of car before me.  I would get out and be at walker and stand at door and then she would get out.  She would not get out of car without me.  Had to be coaxed to go out potty with Greg if I didn't go and would want to go back in quick (even in the lovely outdoors up there with new smells).  Even home now she is like literally almost touching me every single time.  We had a big king bed most the time and she insisted on being very close to me even with so much room.  But it worked out Great I am not complaining nor did Greg at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is long.  Even have ideas for other blogs this week....keep checking in when your time allows.  Hope photo isn't too small or dark.  Enlarged it is even nicer.   Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7871067938882080869?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7871067938882080869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7871067938882080869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7871067938882080869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7871067938882080869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/were-back-weekend-of-family-love.html' title='We&apos;re Back a weekend of family love'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TJsGuNwea0/ToP8PRE_V8I/AAAAAAAAArU/FZgFSVON0fM/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6408512483855675435</id><published>2011-09-20T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T17:01:01.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Team Partner Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XV057dRWps/TnkpH4kuuhI/AAAAAAAAArM/jrWRMNEd0TU/s1600/mtg%2Bemma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XV057dRWps/TnkpH4kuuhI/AAAAAAAAArM/jrWRMNEd0TU/s320/mtg%2Bemma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654596022562634258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me needing more help these days,&lt;br /&gt;Emma is so at my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday on the way to the doctor she would not go out the door with Greg.&lt;br /&gt;I had to hold the leash and be with her.&lt;br /&gt;He could not get her to leave the van out his side door,  she insisted on waiting on my side of the car.&lt;br /&gt;She would not walk with him to a grassy spot even when we knew she had to go to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;She kept her eye on me every second.&lt;br /&gt;It worked out fine.&lt;br /&gt;she is so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit better today.&lt;br /&gt;Rested a lot but we did fold some laundry even.&lt;br /&gt;Emma is so happy to help with that task.&lt;br /&gt;She is a super dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later or Wed but I am okay just trying to be patient till I can walk better again and am stronger.&lt;br /&gt;But today was an okay day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Emma - you brighten my days.    Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6408512483855675435?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6408512483855675435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6408512483855675435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6408512483855675435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6408512483855675435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-team-partner-emma.html' title='My Team Partner Emma'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XV057dRWps/TnkpH4kuuhI/AAAAAAAAArM/jrWRMNEd0TU/s72-c/mtg%2Bemma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-9173634036157406092</id><published>2011-09-19T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T06:51:38.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Rest Up</title><content type='html'>Emma is the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;A doctor appointment today may be helpful - I sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still very tired,  and weak due to MS.  Emma so helpful of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers,  MS can be like that - I just need more patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma wish you a good week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-9173634036157406092?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/9173634036157406092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=9173634036157406092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9173634036157406092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9173634036157406092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/trying-to-rest-up.html' title='Trying to Rest Up'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6465688951074472364</id><published>2011-09-17T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:47:25.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma Night or Day</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;Have had a rough week with MS problems.  So no blogging.  Lots of rest for Emma and I.   I am having to rest and sleep most the time.  NOt able to do much.  Today felt a bit better.  Glad for that.  have a bad sinus infection and they wonder if that is what is causing MS symptoms to flare up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Emma is with me night and day&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping most the time but up at this late hour for a bit&lt;br /&gt;Emma gets right up with me&lt;br /&gt;Always there to help&lt;br /&gt;Always there to provide comfort&lt;br /&gt;Always always my wonderful Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Emma for being part of my life&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helps with the ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Judy, thanks Helping Paws staff, volunteers and supporters.&lt;br /&gt;For my wonderful  Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to hear Judy's father passed away.  Our love and prayers are with her and her family.&lt;br /&gt;Judy was Emma's foster mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to try again to sleep =  Mary  and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6465688951074472364?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6465688951074472364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6465688951074472364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6465688951074472364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6465688951074472364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/emma-night-or-day.html' title='Emma Night or Day'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8842651589978838749</id><published>2011-09-12T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:18:47.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fond Memories of My Great Aunts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcUCzj-xkVA/Tm67RCcMtgI/AAAAAAAAArE/6AMHc9Dn2t8/s1600/Maybelle%2Band%2BFreida%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcUCzj-xkVA/Tm67RCcMtgI/AAAAAAAAArE/6AMHc9Dn2t8/s320/Maybelle%2Band%2BFreida%2B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651660483783865858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and I are busy with things regarding my Aunt.  Well one of the fun things of it all is going down memory lane as I look at photos.  This one was actually sent by Arvid and Maybelle with the glasses is his Mother and My Great Aunt.  Great in every sense of the word.  And her sister in law Freida.  Look at all those eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have survived on the one day on and one day off plan.  One day actively doing things like sorting or packing up her apartment and the next day more quiet things home if possible.  My own laundry, paper work etc.  Emma has been super through it all.  We were home most of the day today and got in a big nap and time outdoors.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the papers from Oct 10, 2005 when i began training with Emma.  I met her I think a week or two before that.  Gosh I treasure Emma.  May find some fun quotes from those days to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most things all wrapped up for my Aunt as far as closing her apartment.  She is too confused to know we had to do that.  Her new room has touches of home including her photos from the past and lots of cards friends and family sending.  wow was i tired today as they moved things out on Sunday.  I just helped with easy things and sat but still tired from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to time to blog,  share more about Emma and so on.  Will see my Aunt of course but have time to get back to my normal routine.  Seem to have a cold and bad cough brewing so have to really get more rest too.  Won't help anyone if I am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is the greatest do ever.  Thanks to you who have stayed with me,  or check the blog now and then.  &lt;br /&gt;Have a great day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the closet tucked away we found my Grandma's apron...like those full ones worn here.  Boy I loved her my Grandma - &lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8842651589978838749?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8842651589978838749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8842651589978838749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8842651589978838749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8842651589978838749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/fond-memories-of-my-great-aunts.html' title='Fond Memories of My Great Aunts'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcUCzj-xkVA/Tm67RCcMtgI/AAAAAAAAArE/6AMHc9Dn2t8/s72-c/Maybelle%2Band%2BFreida%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-325604678810201208</id><published>2011-09-04T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T20:11:19.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-357-CmPCzA0/TmQ9Ov9chgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/h9x4nhgYWtg/s1600/blog%2Bemma%2Boutdoors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-357-CmPCzA0/TmQ9Ov9chgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/h9x4nhgYWtg/s320/blog%2Bemma%2Boutdoors.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648707156231095810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture - maybe tomorrow&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy restful day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma we are going to nursing home tomorrow to cheer Aunt Betty and others.&lt;br /&gt;She handles it well,  small unit so should go well.&lt;br /&gt;Then to work on the apt and sorting closets and storage space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so cool not even 70 today so fun outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;In 70s all week I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get lots done on the apartment by Sat&lt;br /&gt;But will have to rest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is the best&lt;br /&gt;Gets me outdoors&lt;br /&gt;Snuggles with me.&lt;br /&gt;Just means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 18 days my son from San Francisco coming home for Weinand Wedding will be great too see all my children,  their spouse and grandchildren together for fun weekend.  Just can't wait.  The light at the end of the tunnel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course outdoors with me Emma does not need pack or leash in fenced yard but cute picture.  In our yard so active between her movements and my tremor blurred photos only.  One day in past weeks it was so so hot hot.  So i carried pack but not on her.  Well we stopped to eat after working on apt.  Forgot to put it on but attached to my purse.  Hostess says you don't need to have it on her it is obvious she is a workign dog.  So often people tell us she is one of the best, or the best behaved they have ever seen.  That thrill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have good day Monday - Labor Day and we will be working hard.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-325604678810201208?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/325604678810201208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=325604678810201208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/325604678810201208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/325604678810201208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/sleepy-sunday.html' title='Sleepy Sunday'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-357-CmPCzA0/TmQ9Ov9chgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/h9x4nhgYWtg/s72-c/blog%2Bemma%2Boutdoors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8017619081733798720</id><published>2011-09-03T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:11:18.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma Is Staying Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjX2hwOkrBs/TmJcN_tARYI/AAAAAAAAAqk/613I35Jcets/s1600/blog%2Beye%2Bdr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjX2hwOkrBs/TmJcN_tARYI/AAAAAAAAAqk/613I35Jcets/s320/blog%2Beye%2Bdr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648178278184273282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - the Green eyed dog ha ha went with us to Eye Dr.  It took awhile for both Greg and I to be examined and select glasses.  AT the end Emma snoozed.  We thought so darling in the corner,  sunlight,  and by eye glass ad sign.  She is great,  did errands too. Pharmacy, haircut,  groceries,  a much needed day as it included a four hour nap.  MS friends may understand how mega naps sometimes vital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday =  Made some treats to try to send to my son in SF.  Hope they ship okay we will see.  Also will share with other kids.  May see my daughters a bit today working on my Aunts Apartment and taking a few things out of there to distribute.  MS is such a good reason to not have to move items myself.  I can pack though and sort.   Will only go  a few hours though so I don't get too tired.  Then I feel almost ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking - my legs seem heavier.  Am starting to break in my orthodic shoes,  have orthodics themselves due to diabetes issues.  Hey insurance covers it for diabetics once a year and one pair of shoes too if you need it.  The shoes not like grandma wore ha ha.  You would never ever know - cute tennis.  Long run hope to help feet as i have such little feeling there diabetes and maybe MS too.  They think diabetes neuropathy for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace=  Well that Dr qualified to evaluate my walking in general.  Saw foot drop that explains some of my falling and stumbling issues.  Not uncommon with MS.  So starting on my first leg brace.  Pretty light.  So weird to get use to though.  He says a few days and I won't notice at all.  Not heavy just helps manuever my foor so my leg movement actually helps lift the toes.  He thinks both also will help balance issue too.  Anyway one coworker at Greg's work said bluntly "What is that on your leg?  You are going to where THAT the rest of your life?????????????????  Well knowing her we had to chuckle but a bit sobering.  You slowly get use to it.  A few hours each day adding hours.  May need it adjusted a bit.  But hey if I don't fall, don't break a hit,  have better balance I am all for it.  Right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt settling in as best she can.  She always so pleased to see Emma and us too.  The other residents too so Emma now is a bit of a therapy dog too i guess.   She sure brings smiles.  At her former apt we are working on the people we see in lobby or halls all know Emma already and greet her/us.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think tomorrow is just church and home.  ...  Have a great weekend.   Mary and Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8017619081733798720?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8017619081733798720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8017619081733798720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8017619081733798720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8017619081733798720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/09/emma-is-staying-busy.html' title='Emma Is Staying Busy'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjX2hwOkrBs/TmJcN_tARYI/AAAAAAAAAqk/613I35Jcets/s72-c/blog%2Beye%2Bdr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2009379628280092953</id><published>2011-08-31T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:55:43.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out and About</title><content type='html'>Emma and I are getting out more which is good.&lt;br /&gt;She then gets more exercise too.  Also nice for me that I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Today a bit of shopping and other errand tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Today a dr appointment and all is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow tending to things for my Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;Going through paper work and files to see what we need for records.&lt;br /&gt;Will meet my sister there and visit my Aunt too.&lt;br /&gt;They want a few peices of furniture moved to her private room&lt;br /&gt;and wall photos too.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure we will get that done tomorrow due to needing to plan to move it to a building in the complex that is like 4 blocks away.&lt;br /&gt;Will need some muscle help to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Very pleased with the staff caring for her in a new long term unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep those prayers coming please.&lt;br /&gt;She actually still supports two churches (long story)  church and choir participation very important to her since high school.&lt;br /&gt;Contacted them and they are going to each send a regular visitor for her.  Also let some of her friends know she is there.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for that.  She is still declining and we want to cheer her with visitors.  She is in no pain though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves when I bring Emma as do any of the people we see.  Emma is so great we visit the people sitting outside by the door there is a patio type thing  on our way in.  Just short but they love it.     Also the people she lives by or we greet in the halls.  She is great at it - was for my mom too.  Even when my Aunt is confused or frustrated stroking Emma is good for her.  Then she tells me all about a dog she had when she was a child. she loves to talk about the old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I write more but days have been busy. Friday eye doctor appointmen and not sure what else.  Home for the holiday weekend unless we go pack things for my Aunt.  Just not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for checking this blog.  I just can't get to it daily right now.  Emma is camera shy.  Tried to get some great photos and then she moves to fast or i tremor and ruin the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize it was 6 years ago in late Sept that I met Emma.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;Everyone asked me what she looked like after I met her and found we would be matched.&lt;br /&gt;I said just like any yellow lab.&lt;br /&gt;Well now I would never say that.&lt;br /&gt;I have bad dreams lately - my nightmare is we get parted.&lt;br /&gt;Then people bring me yellow labs and insist it is her.&lt;br /&gt;I know by looking at it that it indeed is NOT my Emma.&lt;br /&gt;Then i wake up so glad it was a dream.&lt;br /&gt;She is so unique to me - body language,  eyes,  everything and her reaction to me.&lt;br /&gt;No she is not just like any yellow lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma thanks for helping me and comforting me.   She makes every minute of every darn day and night better.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Judy,  Helping Paws Staff,  Volunteers and Supporters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week and weekend..  Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2009379628280092953?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2009379628280092953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2009379628280092953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2009379628280092953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2009379628280092953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/out-and-about.html' title='Out and About'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-761217550458089803</id><published>2011-08-28T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T20:33:23.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Boy were we tired today.  Did enjoy time outside and rested a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Emma was super we went to a wedding and reception.&lt;br /&gt;A super time with old college friends.  Very very fun but went so late.&lt;br /&gt;We weren't home till midnight (it was an hour drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;More soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-761217550458089803?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/761217550458089803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=761217550458089803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/761217550458089803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/761217550458089803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/sleepy-sunday.html' title='Sleepy Sunday'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7836513130623338691</id><published>2011-08-25T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T19:48:52.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO THE POOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tr04z0Fmps8/TlcJiWZmFYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IoIeclAYg8I/s1600/blog%2Bpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tr04z0Fmps8/TlcJiWZmFYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IoIeclAYg8I/s320/blog%2Bpool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644991143665341826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epgWnIVU-BA/TlcJcRT4ncI/AAAAAAAAAqU/57H6__KPACc/s1600/blpg%2Bpool%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epgWnIVU-BA/TlcJcRT4ncI/AAAAAAAAAqU/57H6__KPACc/s320/blpg%2Bpool%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644991039219998146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJRRK6IeMrM/TlcJXSNAWoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/V41dsM7wzkA/s1600/blog%2Bpool%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJRRK6IeMrM/TlcJXSNAWoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/V41dsM7wzkA/s320/blog%2Bpool%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644990953560234626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and I were back at MS Water Exercise class today.  That was so good for my body and my spirit.  Emma didn't mind at all.  Great to get out of the house,  exercise and see friends.  Great weather today so we were outdoors when home.  Emma is tired tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, in the afternoon,  we (Emma and I) babysat my granddaughters.  Fun to be with Sophia 11 already and Rosa age 4.  Rosa has so much pep.  We had a great time.  Emma seems to like their dog Lily.  She cries when we pull up to their house and can't wait to get out of the car.  She was very good there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot new to report.  Sorry I am not blogging as much anymore.  Need to take some photos  to jazz this blog up.  Also now that I am feeling better we will hopefully do more and have more to talk about.  Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are old pictures but maybe you didn't all see them.  I found them fun to look at again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day Friday and Awesome weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7836513130623338691?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7836513130623338691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7836513130623338691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7836513130623338691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7836513130623338691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-pool.html' title='BACK TO THE POOL'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tr04z0Fmps8/TlcJiWZmFYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IoIeclAYg8I/s72-c/blog%2Bpool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7076320719441213947</id><published>2011-08-21T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T17:32:10.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did Summer Go?</title><content type='html'>This week flew by...Sunday?  Already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book club Monday but didn't get the book "The Beet Queen Read".   Misplaced paperbook,  then found it and I guess I am hooked on the ipad ebooks and being able to enlarge to font I want.  Just too much came up between my health,  visits regarding my Aunt,  and just life this month.  I will still go to book club and see what they thought.  Probably won't finish the book anyway...not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice weather so Emma is loving getting outside.  Also trips to Target,  Sam's Club,  the Nursing Home,  Church,  and Dr visits over past days.   Good for us both to get out and about.  I was tired today though after we got home at 4 and needed a long nap.  Emma loves nap time.  Still rushes into bed with me.  Adusts "her" pillow just right and snuggles in with me.  She is such a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At church today a two year old we know had such fun laying on the floor and petting Emma.  Her folks are friends and have a new born also.  So nice to see them.  Greg has a new boss and then the church a new pastor.   He seems very nice and hospitable.  Like his sermons.  Busy time of year (isn't all year) for Greg as they prepare for the students coming back to the University for classes. He is a campus minister among other duties at the St. Lawrence Neuman Parish.   Not my local parish but we go both places to church depending on his work schedule.  Emma is welcome and known at both places.   A kid magnet but also people are very respectful.  Today most people were gone when we let Treva play by Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile.  My Aunt is declining so.  Not sure if she will plateau,   improve or decline or what.   Also have heard of so many deaths of people we know or friends of ours parents etc.  Sure have to appreciate each day.  I feel like we keep having to purchase sympathy cards the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is doing good.  Everyone is surprised if they ask her age and I say 8.  She seems to be doing well.  I think she sleeps a bit more but maybe because I have this summer ha ha.  She still plays,  has her favorite toys,  and we love our fenced in yard.  She is outside with Greg right now,  playing while he grills a late dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second MS camp - Majestic Shores Resort is this week at Camp Courage.  You can't go twice a year or we so would be there.  Thinking of friends I know who are there and hoping they have a great time.  I think nice weather for them.  Hope it doesn't get too warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazed the MN State Fair starts this week.  Don't think we will go due to Greg's work schedule and my stamina right now.  We will see.   Saving money also for a wedding in Duluth in Sept.  A big Weinand destination weekend.  Most of us hope to be there Fri - Sun or longer.  Should be awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are doing okay.   Thanks for following us even when I miss some days.  Will try to get some photos ready to add to blog.  I received a dvd of photos from MS camp in May that were awesome to look at.  i cried thinking how fun it is and of my friends battling this crazy disease of MS. We share a special bond. but couldn't figure out how to download single photos on my computer to share darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week -   Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7076320719441213947?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7076320719441213947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7076320719441213947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7076320719441213947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7076320719441213947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-did-summer-go.html' title='Where Did Summer Go?'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-774649101478287714</id><published>2011-08-16T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T13:25:04.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday = A Clean House</title><content type='html'>Did not have a ride so had to skip water exercise.&lt;br /&gt;We did enjoy outside though.&lt;br /&gt;Also the cleaning woman came today and boy does that help me out.  &lt;br /&gt;She can't get to everything in the limited time I pay for but much of it.&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized the MN State Fair Starts Next Week already&lt;br /&gt;Aug MS Camp - Majestic Shores Resort is next week&lt;br /&gt;I went in May so can't go again but know some people going&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe how fast this summer went&lt;br /&gt;All above are signs of summer ending in MN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granddaughters will be in school in just two weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like fall,  spring,  and summer in MN.  Winter is pretty but lasts too long. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe this year wont be so snowy?  &lt;br /&gt;Well if you live in MN you have to handle all the seasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have the dog hair gone.   Gosh no matter how much I brush i think this has been the most difficult summer with Emma shedding.  Some others I know with both dogs and cats say the same thing.   But she is adorable and worth it all.  She makes every day better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much new here at all.  hang with us and we will try to get photos or do something interesting one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;Right now my Emma has pleading eyes - she wants to go outside.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds great to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma wish you a good day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-774649101478287714?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/774649101478287714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=774649101478287714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/774649101478287714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/774649101478287714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/tuesday-clean-house.html' title='Tuesday = A Clean House'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6374456557454679794</id><published>2011-08-15T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T17:10:39.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday  Another quiet Day</title><content type='html'>Hi to All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasant weather so Emma and I enjoyed that today.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many people taking walks past our home you would think it was a pathway around one of the city lakes.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of dogs,  strollers,  and people enjoying the day and now evening.  Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot new with us.  Emma helped do some laundry and picking up.&lt;br /&gt;She enjoyed outside time with me - now she is more interested in fetching and toys...when it is too hot that doesn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;We just had a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your week goes well.   Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6374456557454679794?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6374456557454679794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6374456557454679794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6374456557454679794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6374456557454679794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-another-quiet-day.html' title='Monday  Another quiet Day'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-172352879690534559</id><published>2011-08-13T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T20:36:40.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's Surprise</title><content type='html'>We have been home and boring days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today desperate,  rode along to Greg's work.  He was doing some work during a wedding.  With my cough we stayed clear of the celebration in the church and Emma and I were in his office. She loves it there and rested quietly.  So quietly I never noticed she left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She joined the wedding reception line down the hall in the gathering space.  She blended right it. At the brides side!!   Greg didn't even know she was there at first.  The bride took it in stride and yeah loved dogs.  No we did not know the bridal couple at all.  It all turned out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still am so surprised this happened.  No idea why she wandered away instead of being glued to me like usual.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the excitement of the day.  I did some computer work the few hours he was there.  Still coughing up a storm off and on due to this sinus crap.  Nice weather though so we did get outside.  Otherwise,  resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma wish you a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if Emma got in any wedding pictures?  usually when she is an invited guest to weddings we find we are in the photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-172352879690534559?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/172352879690534559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=172352879690534559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/172352879690534559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/172352879690534559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/emmas-surprise.html' title='Emma&apos;s Surprise'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7879193346544988143</id><published>2011-08-07T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T16:32:12.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quiet Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today is Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiet day for Emma and I.  Greg worked a lot of hours.  I didn't feel very good so just rested and that helped.  Just one of those MS days when I am moving slowly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot new today.  Emma just as good as gold of course.  I did not get down to see my Aunt but heard her day went okay so that is good.  Otherwise just a quiet day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7879193346544988143?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7879193346544988143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7879193346544988143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7879193346544988143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7879193346544988143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/quiet-sunday.html' title='A Quiet Sunday'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2919987452088607079</id><published>2011-08-06T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T17:04:43.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale:  Food Dish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CG57RBlp4rs/Tj3WZJaIaoI/AAAAAAAAAqE/VYQhPgSX49s/s1600/food%2Bdish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CG57RBlp4rs/Tj3WZJaIaoI/AAAAAAAAAqE/VYQhPgSX49s/s320/food%2Bdish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637898036048325250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been one of my favorite pictures&lt;br /&gt;Regular readers have seen it before&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason I selected it to use tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are making me NUTS tonight&lt;br /&gt;It is about that food dish&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,  you have an issue here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the dish that we used when you came from Helping Paws&lt;br /&gt;Even then you loved to carry it around after eating.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years the issue has increased&lt;br /&gt;You just can't handle using this dish!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we use this dish&lt;br /&gt;(Just recently found again under my bed?)&lt;br /&gt;You just look at it and want to eat&lt;br /&gt;Eat and Eat&lt;br /&gt;You won't leave it alone&lt;br /&gt;If I put it in sight like on a counter &lt;br /&gt;You seem to know it is there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg must have used it to feed you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I had a late nap  while he took the the granddaughters home&lt;br /&gt;Well waking up to the dish being dumped on my face&lt;br /&gt;Not fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS MUST BE LIKE A BIG FOOD TRIGGER FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;We use other dishes and you are fine.&lt;br /&gt;We gave up years ago using an identical one for water&lt;br /&gt;You would pick that up and spill water if you couldn't fine&lt;br /&gt;the food dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so silly.&lt;br /&gt;Greg prefers you use this dish and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I think you like it too&lt;br /&gt;But every time it happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly it is a good way for you to show me you are hunger&lt;br /&gt;You can throw it down the steps to make it clash bang and then go get it&lt;br /&gt;You can bring it to me non stop&lt;br /&gt;Throw it on my lap gently or quickly&lt;br /&gt;Clearly this is not the dish we can use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand you are lucky&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was simply one dish I could move out of sight&lt;br /&gt;To stop me from eating too much&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am trying hard to eat less and healthy&lt;br /&gt;But loosing weight not easy for me&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could run around the yard like you.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could eat just one kind of food&lt;br /&gt;Have you measure it for me&lt;br /&gt;And stay trim like you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not complaining Emma&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying&lt;br /&gt;You and Greg and I have to talk&lt;br /&gt;I think the dish can't be use&lt;br /&gt;Unless clearly hidden between meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if that is the biggest problem of this day&lt;br /&gt;Well my goodness what a great day it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were wonderful at the Smurf movie Emma - you like movies&lt;br /&gt;You are terrific with the granddaughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all when we are alone&lt;br /&gt;Like we are at t his moment&lt;br /&gt;you give me support,  help,  cuddles,  sloppy kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay but the food dish thing...not so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Emma,   can't imagien how I coped without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2919987452088607079?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2919987452088607079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2919987452088607079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2919987452088607079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2919987452088607079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-sale-food-dish.html' title='For Sale:  Food Dish'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CG57RBlp4rs/Tj3WZJaIaoI/AAAAAAAAAqE/VYQhPgSX49s/s72-c/food%2Bdish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5013147057175828869</id><published>2011-08-04T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:33:19.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugs Are the Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIXC-Vu7I4A/TjsFt0h65eI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ilhb0pkUC2Y/s1600/Rosa%2Bhugs"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIXC-Vu7I4A/TjsFt0h65eI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ilhb0pkUC2Y/s320/Rosa%2Bhugs" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637105643337475554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosa hugs are wonderful.  This is with her Uncle Danny.  The photo captures well how wonderful a hug is...we all need them.  Emma hugs me back i think when I hug her.  Need to see if somehow we can capture a picture of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was yesterday.  My day included doctor appointments,  the end of a agile pill latency test,   and me feeling a bit tired and not up to par.  Yet,  I had a wonderful day all things considered.  Emma was with me all day and Greg too.  He took the day off long ago to do fun things with me.  Well turned out to be a medical type day ha ha but he was supportive,  always fun to be with,  and it all went very well all things considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed by the love I get in life.  Emma was there every moment of course.  So cute she lays differently when I really feel crappy.  Like she wants me to know she cares.  She cuddles differently.  Usually making sure her body touches mine whether in bed or on the love seat (well even if I feel great she does that).  Just by her behavior,  her eye contact,  and body language you can tell she is very in tune with me.  My doctors and nurses comment on this.  Very obvious to Greg too and me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg is super supportive.  We had planned to maybe have lunch with my  son Mike,  his wife Tia,  and Sophia and Rosa.  How fun that would have been.  But turned out I felt like crap and didn't want to even eat much.  Everyone willing to take a rain check on that. Only Greg could make coming home too chicken noodle soup,  crackers  seem like a special meal.  Not because of the food eaten but because of his presence.  He is the gentle and kindest person I have ever met.  Also very able to go with the flow which is needed these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last Dr office appointment we took Emma to get nails clipped and get treats for her.  Picked up medications from the pharmacy and yes I was pretty shot.  I was so delighted he and my son made these plans.   After a late nap I woke up to Rosa kisses.  Yep indeed.  They came to eat dinner.  Dinner was just macaroni and cheese as Rosa and I loved it.  Greg and Mike had leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg wished later I had a special meal.  Guess what?  I did.  A most special meal.  Catered to what I could handle.  A cuddly fun Rosa,  I could eat only a bit so glad there weren't lots of dishes or prep for Greg.  I will celebrate with the other children another time.  Emma was there all day. Okay as a birthday treat from me we even did a naughty thing.  We gave her a litte mac and cheese.  Boy she loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Rosa bought me a tiny owl stuffed animal  from the zoo trip they made that day.  For me to hug and think of her when I go to bed she said.  We had fun playing with it and she got one for her too.  Both live here she said so they don't get lonesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed.  Today,  home all day with Emma.  We watched some movies,  went outside,  she helped with laundry,  and I am on a mission to go through closets for items to donate to charity.  Emma helped with that too - must I drop everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,  Friday,  I actually swallow a pill that has a camera in it for a camera endoscopy.  One last test.  I am amazed as it will take 56,000 pictures over 8 hours or my esophagus,  and small intestines.  Hope it uncovers something.  IF not,  not sure if my next move is a pain clinic or what.  Can't imagine what other tests can be done.  Thank God I have good insurance.  A bit pricey but I am getting my money's worth out of it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I will write again before SAt.  I like writing but wonder if sometime I will find there is no one reading anymore?  Well in any case...have a great day  from Emma and Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5013147057175828869?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5013147057175828869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5013147057175828869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5013147057175828869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5013147057175828869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/hugs-are-best.html' title='Hugs Are the Best'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIXC-Vu7I4A/TjsFt0h65eI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ilhb0pkUC2Y/s72-c/Rosa%2Bhugs' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7085763099458565732</id><published>2011-08-02T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T18:50:10.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi On Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt was in the hospital and I am having medical tests.  Will get back to blogging soon.  Emma  is use to hospitals,  Emergency rooms,  and Dr visits.  Also so comforting to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget us... i will be back writing more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7085763099458565732?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7085763099458565732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7085763099458565732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7085763099458565732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7085763099458565732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/08/hi-on-tuesday.html' title='Hi On Tuesday'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2601056554094944771</id><published>2011-07-28T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T00:40:20.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vI4-su5kuzw/TjERD2RkF7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/5ywz9R5TL-0/s1600/Emerson%2B%2Ba%2Bdarling%2Bpuppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vI4-su5kuzw/TjERD2RkF7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/5ywz9R5TL-0/s320/Emerson%2B%2Ba%2Bdarling%2Bpuppy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634303366623664050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this darling puppy named Emerson.  Wouldn't Emma love to meet him?&lt;br /&gt;The sad news he lives in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;The good news he has a wonderful family and is my friend's Granddog!  She shared the photo with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEDICAL TEST TODAY  was helpful.  I will only say that it may give us some clues on what to do to help with my abdominal pain that seems to be related to digestive system issues.  More tests next week before we make a plan on how to deal with it all.  I am pleased to be one step closer to knowing what is going on and dealing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURSE EMMA was joined by NURSE ROSIE who was here with me as I recovered from today's test.  Lots of snuggles, wet kisses,  and love from both of them.  Boy that made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiet day planned for tomorrow - oops I guess today.  It is 2:30 am.  Back to bed I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day... Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2601056554094944771?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2601056554094944771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2601056554094944771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2601056554094944771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2601056554094944771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/emerson.html' title='Emerson'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vI4-su5kuzw/TjERD2RkF7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/5ywz9R5TL-0/s72-c/Emerson%2B%2Ba%2Bdarling%2Bpuppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4094407953579718017</id><published>2011-07-26T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:51:31.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Son in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>Dan is working at Tout.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see my cute Rosa say goodnight to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to tout.com&lt;br /&gt;search for telizas and push arrow to see the 15 second video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do a tout video with Emma soon and will repeat how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign up is free but you may be able to view it with out signing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4094407953579718017?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4094407953579718017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4094407953579718017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4094407953579718017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4094407953579718017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/son-in-san-francisco.html' title='Son in San Francisco'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1259945930919911775</id><published>2011-07-26T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:48:44.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma Marie "Hairy"  Weinand</title><content type='html'>Oh my Goodness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to add hairy to Emma's name now.&lt;br /&gt;She is really blowing her coat,  shedding or whatever you want to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took the Metromobility  Bus&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't like it and only will stand by me in the aisle&lt;br /&gt;Nope she wont lay down I think due to how much the floor vibrates&lt;br /&gt;Rarely find a driver who wil let her on the seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she gets nervous she sheds even more&lt;br /&gt;Since it was so hot last week she seems to still be shedding more&lt;br /&gt;Today's ride almost an hour so she sheded a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pet her to sooth her as we ride.&lt;br /&gt;Well I was getting handfuls of hair&lt;br /&gt;Then I look at little puffs of hair are floating around&lt;br /&gt;Ugh that has never happened&lt;br /&gt;Not when I brush her pretty much daily&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes more than once per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after the trip&lt;br /&gt;(Luckily the two passengers and driver loved dogs)&lt;br /&gt;We stayed outside of the Y in the yard for awhile&lt;br /&gt;I had a brush I normally use after swimming&lt;br /&gt;Well she liked that brush more than her normal ones (it had nylon brisstles)&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty picky on what type of brush I like  and she is too&lt;br /&gt;Well she loved mine - yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brushed so much off of her it was unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;Over and over I filled the brush&lt;br /&gt;Plus the hair that flew into the air&lt;br /&gt;Well we were still early&lt;br /&gt;So I brush&lt;br /&gt;She played a bit&lt;br /&gt;I sat outside a bit with her laying down&lt;br /&gt;And brushed again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked like she lost weight to me ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Time to take her to Petco again&lt;br /&gt;When they groom her they do a lot of extra brushing for me&lt;br /&gt;It helps too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny I had a comb I could use&lt;br /&gt;Now that brush will be "hers" as she seemed to like it so much&lt;br /&gt;I have another one like it to use for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hairy Miss Emma I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you shed all the time&lt;br /&gt;Remember that Judy (foster mom who raised her 2.5 years?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are worth all the brushing,  all the hair i sweep up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But gosh would love to know if it was just the heat of last week&lt;br /&gt;and the stress today&lt;br /&gt;or what&lt;br /&gt;caused you to need to shed so much today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if that is my biggest issue with you =  aren't I so darn lucky???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my Emma Marie Hairy Weinand&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine one day without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Wed =   I have a medical procedure.&lt;br /&gt;Since I am being dropped off and the room sterile she will be home for about three hours.&lt;br /&gt;Husband will drop me off and go to work&lt;br /&gt;Son will pick me up and doesn't work till afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel okay after a late am nap - Rosa will stay with me...I think she will.&lt;br /&gt;We will nap I hope in afternoon and/or we will watch a quiet video.&lt;br /&gt;Later play outside.   Emma and I love time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Mary wish you a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1259945930919911775?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1259945930919911775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1259945930919911775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1259945930919911775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1259945930919911775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/emma-marie-hairy-weinand.html' title='Emma Marie &quot;Hairy&quot;  Weinand'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5016312422378980222</id><published>2011-07-24T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:10:36.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>I am terrible at waiting.&lt;br /&gt;i think Hell could be just waiting and waiting and not knowing for how long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son left today and is in Denver...he has waited there hours on a lay over.&lt;br /&gt;turned out his plane to SF had mechanical issues&lt;br /&gt;Finally a new plane came and pilot had timed out.&lt;br /&gt;So he has to stay the night and fly out tomorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;but most the day he waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is updating us via computer that is night.&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Greg and I went to breakfast with all the kids, spouses and grandkids&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to do this before Dan went to the airport &lt;br /&gt;but I was teary eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have such a great family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg has been pushing though not feeling well for a few days and ended up going to urgent care&lt;br /&gt;He sure isn't feel well now =  antibiotics should help  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is doing great and the day  was ok.  Glad I am not waiting in an airport.  I guess now they are putting him up in a hotel till tomorrow afternoon flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5016312422378980222?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5016312422378980222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5016312422378980222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5016312422378980222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5016312422378980222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7417183876211900581</id><published>2011-07-23T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T13:54:28.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi On Saturday</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't blogged for a few days.  Life has been uneventful except for my son moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of kleenix due to mixed emotions as my youngest son Dan moves to San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to check out tout.com to see where he will work and this new idea for keeping in contact with others.&lt;br /&gt;Soon he will have short videos,  my kids too,  and hopefully Emma and I. &lt;br /&gt;It is free.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see Danny again tonight but Greg is not feeling very good so not sure.&lt;br /&gt;We do plan to see him Sunday for breakfast early before his flight.  All my children and grandchildren hope to be there.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a great opportunity for him  but boy will I miss him.  I don't have much funds to go visit and besides I will miss visiting him in Uptown of Mpls...yes so much closer to see him ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Becky reminds me I taught my kids to dream big and so I did...so off he goes to follow his dream...a creative,  exciting job opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so hot this week.  Today warm but not so humid.  I think it might reach almost 90 but not so humid.  I was able to sit outside awhile with Emma insread of just watching her from the patio door.  We also hope to get her to Target or somewhere today or Sunday to walk in the cool.  Roads are pretty ripped up around here.  Emma and I both need change of scenary.  Maybe I will feel better this week - I keep hoping  - so we can go back to water exercise and just get out of the house more.  I need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is the greatest company ever though.  I am so very very glad to have her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend.    Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7417183876211900581?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7417183876211900581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7417183876211900581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7417183876211900581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7417183876211900581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi-on-saturday.html' title='Hi On Saturday'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7449855817804559895</id><published>2011-07-19T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:38:50.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot...</title><content type='html'>They say it feels like 123 here today and gosh am I hot.&lt;br /&gt;YES we have fans and air conditioning thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Still it feels hot and stuffy in the house - my air conditioner can't keep up with this temp and humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not moving much just trying to stay cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How boring is that for a post...Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7449855817804559895?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7449855817804559895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7449855817804559895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7449855817804559895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7449855817804559895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/hot.html' title='Hot...'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1242611762881869374</id><published>2011-07-17T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:12:34.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday Night</title><content type='html'>Hi to Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very warm and humid day here.  Emma was out only briefly each time to do her duty.  She did not want to be out even a second more and understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a quiet day.  Not much going on but a little bit of chores...and a huge nap...and many cold showers for me.  Even with AC on I was warm.  I had to wear my cooling vest indoors and that really helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of concerns on our minds today.  too many people I know are sick,  or have other concerns.  Wish I had a magic wand and could make things easier for so many right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are off to bed..hope to put the worries to sleep.  Hope you are coping with your life....Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1242611762881869374?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1242611762881869374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1242611762881869374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1242611762881869374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1242611762881869374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-night.html' title='sunday Night'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6020595505331482880</id><published>2011-07-14T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:02:22.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy,  rainy day for Emma and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VakghDzqXLQ/Th-6RXKjv2I/AAAAAAAAAps/NEvfDv76TCg/s1600/blog%2Bes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VakghDzqXLQ/Th-6RXKjv2I/AAAAAAAAAps/NEvfDv76TCg/s320/blog%2Bes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629422866675253090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is from camp but could be of Emma and I today...rainy cool day very very quiet.  We rested a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is suppose to be hot and humid till Tuesday.  My kids will be around tomorrow and maybe on the weekend as much of my son Danny's things are coming here since he is moving.  We will ship some things to him later,  store some till he decides if he want them....also inheriting some like new furniture and a few things too.  I mean very new furniture compared to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what the rest of the weekend will bring.  Rosa is sleeping over tonight and that is super fun.  She is such a joy.  I am enjoying hearing her and Grandpa Greg play Oregon trail on my ipad.  I don't know who is having a better time.  There laughter is contagious and lift my heart.  She is up late and soon we will snuggle in bed together.  she is in a great mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you sweet dreams,  and a good day on Friday.  We hope Greg is off till Sunday night.  Plenty to do here but I don't have much pep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my daughter we were given a dog ramp. It is to help get your dog into a boat, or more often a van or truck.  We don't need it now so glad Helping paws will use it for training.  So glad for that.  Also had a dog pillow bed for them too.  Wish i could do more to help an organization who has given me my adorable Emma.  She helps me cope so much every day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Emma.......Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6020595505331482880?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6020595505331482880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6020595505331482880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6020595505331482880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6020595505331482880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/sleepy-rainy-day-for-emma-and-i.html' title='sleepy,  rainy day for Emma and I'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VakghDzqXLQ/Th-6RXKjv2I/AAAAAAAAAps/NEvfDv76TCg/s72-c/blog%2Bes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2218323918433714836</id><published>2011-07-12T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:26:23.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No  Picture Today</title><content type='html'>Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice weather so Emma and I enjoyed some time outside.   Otherwise not much new at all.  Was able to get needed paperwork done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is doing fine.  We are trying to bag up some clothing donations and miscl for pick up tomorrow too.  Also took a nap.  How boring we are today.  Thought I would still blog as I know a few friends and relatives who read this might worry if I don't post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your week is going well... Emma and Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2218323918433714836?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2218323918433714836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2218323918433714836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2218323918433714836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2218323918433714836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-picture-today.html' title='No  Picture Today'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5564263621169702984</id><published>2011-07-10T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:01:02.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at those Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLagfUABgxU/ThpkQHfB9jI/AAAAAAAAApk/e_ifvEJCnKs/s1600/blog%2BDanny%2Band%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLagfUABgxU/ThpkQHfB9jI/AAAAAAAAApk/e_ifvEJCnKs/s320/blog%2BDanny%2Band%2Bgirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627920912402740786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy weekend but got in my naps.  Still dealing with pain but coping okay due to medications.&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture taken Saturday of my son Uncle Danny and his neices.  We took them to the movie Zookeeper Sat am.  Get a better price at that time.   Then took them to lunch.  It was a fun time for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after church,  we went over to see Danny.  He is moving to San Francisco in just two weeks.  We listened as he kind of planned out what to do when.  I also helped pack.  I can't believe this is all happening so fast.  I did know he may need to move to get more options as a Ruby Developer -  --- anyway we are so excited for him...but a bit sad he will be so far away.  He promises to keep in touch via email, phone and now tout.com  the company he will work for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma has been super the entire weekend.  When we go to work with Greg he is there several hours.  They have an extra office we can camp out in when not in church.  Very cool air conditioning (I need that) and a nice computer so I can email,  read, or whatever.  i know some people who go there so can say hello to them.  Though I know more of the younger people who go in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding I really need my naps now more than ever.  Had a helpful visit with my Lung specialist on Friday also.  Then a great time with my friend Jan.  So a nice three days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hopes to store some things here in our basement before deciding what to shop.  We hope to have a family October garage sale as we have things to get rid of and our kids do too.  Right now I need to organize my things in the basement.  Also have clothing to part with and donate.  Things I have put off.  Even if I don't feel just great I need to do at least a little on these projects in the upcoming week for sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have treasured having all my children living here...this is going to be an adjustment for sure.  I thought I would be the mother who would just cry her eyes out if one of her kids moved.  I have done a bit of that but I also am so darn excited for him.  This is such a great opportunity and compared to what he can find in MN at this time.  I think he plans to come back with experience and some education...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved this picture.  Rosa (the younger one is his goddaughter) was pretty mad i guess about his moving.  But getting use to the idea.  Sophia plans to make little movies on my computer to send him (a good idea in my eyes).  I alternate between being thrilled for him and misty eyed.  Like my daughter Becky said "You taught us all to dream big"  and yes I did.  With my own mother being alone and having had cancer when I was that age,  I never even thought of going out state.  My brother is out stage and still stays in contact.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He plans to be home already in Sept to wrap things up here and again at Christmas.  Promises to keep in touch... I will handle it  =  right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good weekend.  Emma and I did.  A bit warm for me so thank goodness for airconditioning.  Storms rolling in but I hope we have no damage.  Rain okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5564263621169702984?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5564263621169702984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5564263621169702984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5564263621169702984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5564263621169702984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/look-at-those-smiles.html' title='Look at those Smiles'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLagfUABgxU/ThpkQHfB9jI/AAAAAAAAApk/e_ifvEJCnKs/s72-c/blog%2BDanny%2Band%2Bgirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6443427162998222017</id><published>2011-07-08T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T06:41:39.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My wonderful Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lTaHR0ShlXQ/ThcGewY4LqI/AAAAAAAAApc/rTgcoTOfiMc/s1600/fav%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lTaHR0ShlXQ/ThcGewY4LqI/AAAAAAAAApc/rTgcoTOfiMc/s320/fav%2Bblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626973384877813410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this photo of Emma...it is not new.&lt;br /&gt;I look at it and hope that I nurture her enough - for all the ways that she helps me in a day.&lt;br /&gt;She is with me from the instant I open my eyes in the morning - till I close them at night.&lt;br /&gt;She cuddles with me,  helps me,  and gives me a positive boast each and every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are headed to the Lung Specialist - a routine visit&lt;br /&gt;They will do a few tests I think,  and then we will talk about meds etc&lt;br /&gt;My bipap levels were changed after a sleep study and that seems helpful.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Amy is very kind and it should be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we might see my friend  Jan.   I sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;Besides Greg and Emma - my best friend Jan keeps me sane.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the girlfriends in my life -  she is just so awesome&lt;br /&gt;We laugh,  share thoughts,  concerns,  insights...I treasure the time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my friends without MS though it is kind of tough&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things whey would like to do - they are best off to do with others&lt;br /&gt;I feel that way about my sister too.&lt;br /&gt;When walking is limited,  fatique high - there just are things I can't do easily&lt;br /&gt;Or at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have the scooter but not easy to get into my car (no lift,  no ramp)&lt;br /&gt;And of course not into others.&lt;br /&gt;Not complaining really or that is not my intention&lt;br /&gt;It just changes things compared to the past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan and other friends and family keep me going though - for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma though is the best friend&lt;br /&gt;Up at night with me if I need that,&lt;br /&gt;Helping with chores and daily needs&lt;br /&gt;She is just so very very awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for me to take her outside for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more later???  Might see the granddaughters Sat and we sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;that would brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;There parents lives are so busy - hope they can have dinner with us sometime soon too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children all live in town but now my youngest has a job offer in San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;He is so excited.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting to hear details...&lt;br /&gt;So thrilled for him - but what an adjustment for me -  my baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what his final decision will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Friday - sunny and warm here.&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6443427162998222017?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6443427162998222017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6443427162998222017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6443427162998222017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6443427162998222017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-wonderful-emma.html' title='My wonderful Emma'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lTaHR0ShlXQ/ThcGewY4LqI/AAAAAAAAApc/rTgcoTOfiMc/s72-c/fav%2Bblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4536194234400826063</id><published>2011-07-05T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:15:24.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Later on Tuesday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-89Bap4yOXeo/ThPeTRanaZI/AAAAAAAAApU/5WqxQO4mnKw/s1600/emma%2Bwaiting%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-89Bap4yOXeo/ThPeTRanaZI/AAAAAAAAApU/5WqxQO4mnKw/s320/emma%2Bwaiting%2Bblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626084782189799826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colonoscopy went okay today.  All looks fine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma was great at the hospital. We were there at noon.  Originally the procedure was to be 1:00 but had delays.  So it was not till after 2:10.   Greg and Emma left me at 1:20 when they thought they were going to move me.  They went outdoors and missed the page saying it would be delayed.  So they did not see me  till about 3:30 or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg said she was pretty upset to leave me.  Going outside distracted her. Also I guess in the AM she would NOT even go with him out to go to the bathroom like i thought she had.  She also didn't go for me so boy that must have been a relief.  They went outside,  to the cafeteria,  and then to the waiting room.  Finally he said after two hours she did lay down and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a pretty tired puppy to me.&lt;br /&gt;She was so very excited to see me again.&lt;br /&gt;When we got home you would not believe her enthusiasm.  &lt;br /&gt;We had a quick trip outside  &lt;br /&gt;And yep i really needed to nap again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have that test completed and normal.  Will see how I feel,   follow up with the specialist is in a few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;If pain continues I think they will test other parts of the digestive system but not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Would be fine with me if it just goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr said if it is a small ulcer in the small intestine or something it may heal itself?&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long long long month.&lt;br /&gt;We are ready for normal life back and regular routine.&lt;br /&gt;Emma of course makes it easier,  and also it is easier to handle in the summer since we can sit outdoors a long time&lt;br /&gt;when I need to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Health appointment tomorrow (counseling).   Lung specialist on Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed.  Yeah Twins won.     Emma is the best!!   Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4536194234400826063?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4536194234400826063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4536194234400826063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4536194234400826063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4536194234400826063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/later-on-tuesday-night.html' title='Later on Tuesday night'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-89Bap4yOXeo/ThPeTRanaZI/AAAAAAAAApU/5WqxQO4mnKw/s72-c/emma%2Bwaiting%2Bblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-9164508033495884089</id><published>2011-07-05T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T08:07:01.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl Emma</title><content type='html'>Due to the colonoscopy prep (which wasnt too bad) Emma and i were up till after 2 am Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today she did get up,  ate and went out with Greg.&lt;br /&gt;To make things work today,  he was going to bring her to work with him.&lt;br /&gt;A few times he has needed to do that and it works fine.&lt;br /&gt;Then he will meet me there with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately due to a work issue he is worried he will not get to the hospital prior to the procedure.&lt;br /&gt;A friend is dropping me off.  Not able to stay but will make sure I get settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Emma would NOT LEAVE ME to go in the car with him.&lt;br /&gt;He tried treats and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I encouraged her to go and nope she would not have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finally sleeping/dozing and she just snuggled up closer.&lt;br /&gt;I think she KNEW I would need her and gosh she is good company and help today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to come up with plan B.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Emma for caring about me...but gosh I was surprised to see you so absolutely not willing to leave my side no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will likely sleep away once we get home about dinner time.  The procedure is not till afternoon.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-9164508033495884089?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/9164508033495884089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=9164508033495884089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9164508033495884089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9164508033495884089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-girl-emma.html' title='My Girl Emma'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5666250076889176368</id><published>2011-07-04T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T03:30:36.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared of Fireworks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMBJ1r8hl1o/ThGV_7cZYcI/AAAAAAAAApM/9KZT7FYMgu0/s1600/blog%2Bfireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMBJ1r8hl1o/ThGV_7cZYcI/AAAAAAAAApM/9KZT7FYMgu0/s320/blog%2Bfireworks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625442335083553218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks are NOT fun for dogs.&lt;br /&gt;This is Emma's cousin's dog Sophia Macek&lt;br /&gt;She found her own place to hide during the fireworks this year.&lt;br /&gt;We found it both creative and amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5666250076889176368?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5666250076889176368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5666250076889176368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5666250076889176368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5666250076889176368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/scared-of-fireworks.html' title='Scared of Fireworks?'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMBJ1r8hl1o/ThGV_7cZYcI/AAAAAAAAApM/9KZT7FYMgu0/s72-c/blog%2Bfireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3193704786593817479</id><published>2011-07-03T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T20:45:09.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to MY Grandma (Dama)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KmxQ1kEqMTI/ThE3OmbbAoI/AAAAAAAAApE/SRiUQn85WhE/s1600/blog%2BDama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KmxQ1kEqMTI/ThE3OmbbAoI/AAAAAAAAApE/SRiUQn85WhE/s320/blog%2BDama.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625338133535720066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday was July 4th.&lt;br /&gt;I can remember sharing those happy days with you.&lt;br /&gt;I was age 7 when you died...just in 2nd grade.&lt;br /&gt;You missed my First Communion by months and every special occasion since then I do think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realize you would be 121 if my math is correct,  this year.&lt;br /&gt;How can that be - when I feel like it was just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;that you hugged me,   held me,   read to me,  and told me I was special.&lt;br /&gt;How can it be that in just seven years&lt;br /&gt;You impacted my life in such a positive way?&lt;br /&gt;I bet you never could have imagined how important you were in my life.&lt;br /&gt;In a way that has touched me now for 55 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the only grandparent that I knew.&lt;br /&gt;i sure was mad at God when you died.&lt;br /&gt;Yet now I know,  I could not ever have been more blessed&lt;br /&gt;I knew you loved me so darn much&lt;br /&gt;Even though you had other grandchildren,  you made me feel so important&lt;br /&gt;You took time for me&lt;br /&gt;You taught me to read&lt;br /&gt;You let me snuggle with you...  thats what I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even through the years it is not just the memories of what we did&lt;br /&gt;It is the way you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;Being on your lap,  waiting for you to come over,  going to your home...&lt;br /&gt;The excitement,  the quiet fun,  and the unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;Remains unforgettable ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Dama (as we called you)&lt;br /&gt;I am a grandmother too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Sophia lost her Grandmother to cancer at age 7 too&lt;br /&gt;Her Dad's mom&lt;br /&gt;She asked me if I believed in heaven and I said YES&lt;br /&gt;I told her how hard it was to loose my grandma at that age also&lt;br /&gt;And she still tells me story of that wonderful Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also told her my goal in life was to be a Grandma as good as my Dama&lt;br /&gt;And she said to me "Grandma You already Are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we visited the cemetary with Rosa&lt;br /&gt;Visited my Grandmother Dama (Anna Marie Gundersen)  grave&lt;br /&gt;We said a prayer to God together hand in hand - out loud&lt;br /&gt;I again thanked God for a wonderful Grandma&lt;br /&gt;Who yes indeed was a teacher&lt;br /&gt;But also taught me how to be a Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Rosa said thanks God because now I have a good grandma too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are fire works and celebrations&lt;br /&gt;But on the 4rh I celebrate the love of my Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;The special place all grandparents can be in the lives of children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my Dama is in heaven&lt;br /&gt;The Catholic nuns told my brother who told me  that Lutherans didn't go to heaven&lt;br /&gt;That was the first time I knew i didn't believe all that the Catholic Church taught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Rosa snuggles with me and we read together&lt;br /&gt;sophia age 12 reads and suggests things for me to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope some day they will be Grandma's too&lt;br /&gt;And that the loving cycle will go on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless all of you today&lt;br /&gt;Especially those of you who are Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for family as we all need that&lt;br /&gt;But today we say thanks especially for Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my cousin reading this&lt;br /&gt;I think Dama came to be because you couldn't say Grandma?&lt;br /&gt;That's the story I was told..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless you and your children and grandchildren too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love  Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3193704786593817479?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3193704786593817479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3193704786593817479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3193704786593817479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3193704786593817479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/letter-to-my-grandma-dama.html' title='A Letter to MY Grandma (Dama)'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KmxQ1kEqMTI/ThE3OmbbAoI/AAAAAAAAApE/SRiUQn85WhE/s72-c/blog%2BDama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2048110639364004171</id><published>2011-07-03T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T01:31:18.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Stretch??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30p9qdhTvu0/ThAnvvca6CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/R6Tyk5nf1ZA/s1600/blog%2Bstretch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30p9qdhTvu0/ThAnvvca6CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/R6Tyk5nf1ZA/s320/blog%2Bstretch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625039635728754722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever notice how dog's do take time to stretch?  Emma is great at doing that.&lt;br /&gt;One physical therapists noticed that and  said = every time you see Emma stretch - I want you to stretch&lt;br /&gt;she also armed me with various types of stretching moves&lt;br /&gt;Very good for all but especially those with MS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the holiday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of fireworks going off around here - Emma does not like the noise at all.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, pretty quiet at our house.&lt;br /&gt;A very very very quiet day.  I accomplished nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully Greg did a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and I are just hanging out I guess.&lt;br /&gt;She did get outside a few extra times with Greg today.&lt;br /&gt;She looks to me and I have to assure her it is okay to go outside with him.&lt;br /&gt;I needed extra naps so good for him to be outdoors with him&lt;br /&gt;And get exercise in her fenced in yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing from many that they are traveling and/or busy with family celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;We hope you have a fun weekend and safe travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2048110639364004171?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2048110639364004171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2048110639364004171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2048110639364004171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2048110639364004171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-to-stretch.html' title='Time to Stretch??'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30p9qdhTvu0/ThAnvvca6CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/R6Tyk5nf1ZA/s72-c/blog%2Bstretch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5055245254383766076</id><published>2011-07-03T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T01:26:08.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5055245254383766076?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5055245254383766076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5055245254383766076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5055245254383766076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5055245254383766076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-9025452616429068973</id><published>2011-07-01T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T20:40:00.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFehIzWOtM4/Tg6SPNhZf0I/AAAAAAAAAo0/TuNzXCTw3E8/s1600/blog%2Baddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFehIzWOtM4/Tg6SPNhZf0I/AAAAAAAAAo0/TuNzXCTw3E8/s320/blog%2Baddie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624593774657765186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sweetie is my great neice Addison.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she cute.  Thinking of her as she had tubes put in those tiny ears today.  Hoping no news means all went well.  Saw her last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day at home.  The temperature was 99.  Even Emma did not want to be outside long when she had to go potty.  Greg ventured out to go grocery shopping.  It was pretty busy before the holiday weekend.  There were storms tonight and it will be coller tomorrow.  I think around 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twins had a rain delay so are on now.  My sleep schedule is a bit weird so I had to sleep after a simple supper.  Now will be up awhile so I can sleep through the night I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new...wishing you a great holiday weekend....Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-9025452616429068973?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/9025452616429068973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=9025452616429068973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9025452616429068973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/9025452616429068973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-sweetie-is-my-great-neice-addison.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFehIzWOtM4/Tg6SPNhZf0I/AAAAAAAAAo0/TuNzXCTw3E8/s72-c/blog%2Baddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5249872873535119092</id><published>2011-06-30T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:56:37.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Time To Smell The Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPz-sj9x7jk/Tg1EZPzDLuI/AAAAAAAAAos/FwLSB0CpQ4Y/s1600/blog%2Broses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPz-sj9x7jk/Tg1EZPzDLuI/AAAAAAAAAos/FwLSB0CpQ4Y/s320/blog%2Broses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624226710183685858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not done much to our gardens this year.  The great thing is we have roses that keep coming back.  We have a good spot for them.  I don't know if you can see how tall this bush really is now.  It is taller than I am and wide too.  We love it each year.  We have many other bushes too.  They love this hot weather.  They do indeed smell good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma got out of the house more today.  Very hot with a hear index of 106.  I wore the cooling vest all day both indoors and outside.  Emma didn't even want to stay outside much.  We did go with Greg to a foot doctor.  I will be getting orthodics and a new pair of shoes.  Now those with diabetes can get insurance to help pay for the orthodics,  the dr visits,  and one pair of special shoes too.  The shoes are cute too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the day on Friday.  We are headed to bed...Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5249872873535119092?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5249872873535119092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5249872873535119092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5249872873535119092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5249872873535119092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/take-time-to-smell-roses.html' title='Take Time To Smell The Roses'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPz-sj9x7jk/Tg1EZPzDLuI/AAAAAAAAAos/FwLSB0CpQ4Y/s72-c/blog%2Broses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-1963810120997491534</id><published>2011-06-29T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:25:15.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction</title><content type='html'>the internet site for the above vest is StaCool.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can google many other sources.  Many occupations can use them also I have heard.  &lt;br /&gt;Well I have mine on now and we are heading outdoors to watch Emma play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-1963810120997491534?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/1963810120997491534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=1963810120997491534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1963810120997491534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/1963810120997491534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/correction_29.html' title='Correction'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-778811977664993980</id><published>2011-06-29T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:23:31.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A warmer day today and HOT days ahead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQC7rte_sn0/TgtcsGV4NCI/AAAAAAAAAok/e7towxLdrQg/s1600/blog%2Bc%2Bvest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQC7rte_sn0/TgtcsGV4NCI/AAAAAAAAAok/e7towxLdrQg/s320/blog%2Bc%2Bvest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623690472388572194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't care to model it but here is what I mean by my cooling vest.&lt;br /&gt;coovest.com&lt;br /&gt;There are special ices packs for front and back&lt;br /&gt;It is more comfortable than you would think&lt;br /&gt;I love it outdoors to spend more time out there&lt;br /&gt;I even have used it indoors&lt;br /&gt;I get both night sweat and just sweats now even with AC&lt;br /&gt;It is so comfortable I can even sleep with it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dr encouraged me to get one two years ago&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have waited&lt;br /&gt;In some cases the MN MS Society can help you with cost&lt;br /&gt;They already helped me with another need so I did pay myself&lt;br /&gt;But though never used,  got it at a reduced price from a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many sites that have them&lt;br /&gt;Many types and price ranges&lt;br /&gt;Some might find this one a bit heavy to put on as it is industrial strength?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it is comfortable and very east to wash off if needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not have waited&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the summer weather will come and I will use it&lt;br /&gt;This year when Rosa or Sophia want to play outdoors&lt;br /&gt;I wont have to say too hot for Grandma&lt;br /&gt;Even if I go out for a little while - it will be fantastic to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I should have had it to get through hot flashes over the years ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my wonderful though out of state brother&lt;br /&gt;I got some advice on the anesthesia they should use for my colonoscopy&lt;br /&gt;NOt the normal due to my breathing issues&lt;br /&gt;And because they want to have plenty of time to look at the small intestine&lt;br /&gt;This  should work and it when i come out of it he says it is quicker&lt;br /&gt;and I won't feel drugged.  Hurray for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has take a bunch of phone calls to arrange this&lt;br /&gt;Also have to go up this afternoon for a preop physical and blood work&lt;br /&gt;Then had to get a ride there and back too but it is  close to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for brothers who have a career that helps a younger sister out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other brother know how to fix cars but now specializes in body work on antique cars&lt;br /&gt;He has great car ideas&lt;br /&gt;My other brother is in police work and yeah haven't need a lot of advice&lt;br /&gt;But he has interesting insights none the less.&lt;br /&gt;My sister works for a Nursery and so gives us advice from there.&lt;br /&gt;Families help in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely slept last night but a bit today&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am on an adrenaline high  just to get this all settled&lt;br /&gt;But boy will I crash after the appointment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay cool and appreciate your family - they sure can be great support when you need it most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-778811977664993980?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/778811977664993980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=778811977664993980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/778811977664993980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/778811977664993980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/warmer-day-today-and-hot-days-ahead.html' title='A warmer day today and HOT days ahead.'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQC7rte_sn0/TgtcsGV4NCI/AAAAAAAAAok/e7towxLdrQg/s72-c/blog%2Bc%2Bvest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4828888192734299668</id><published>2011-06-28T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T00:14:23.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't It Time to Eat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-biLG_dHFqgo/TgrMHrWLlBI/AAAAAAAAAoc/8glkZk0BdUg/s1600/b%253Bog%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-biLG_dHFqgo/TgrMHrWLlBI/AAAAAAAAAoc/8glkZk0BdUg/s320/b%253Bog%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623531516992394258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi folks,&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is not a new photo but depicted today well.  Darn Emma wanted to eat and eat.  I am finding sometimes I now wake up early and look outside.  Without seeing the clock I think gosh must be time to feed Emma.   Well darn it I am not use to being an early riser and finding it may be two hours early for Emma.  Who knew it was so bright at 5 am now?  Or even at 6?  She should wait till 7 or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you find this?  If I feed her early then when the normal time comes around - bingo the tummy alarm still goes off and she want to eat again.  Maybe humans do that sometimes too.  With me being so overweight I should not criticize her I guess.  So anyway as the day went on i found she was starving I thought for supper too - since she ate early am.  It goofs her whole day up.  So I fed her early and yep you guessed it bingo double bingo she wants to eat again at her regular mealtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So though I am up at 2 am right now I am setting my alarm,  and if I wake up early making sure to check the clock and get her back on her normal feeding schedule.  Better for both of us.  With my diabetes I am trying to have a better routine of what time to be meal time too for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were home all day.  Emma displayed her hunting instinct if that is the proper thing to call it.  Thankfully though i needed to stay home  the weather and my health was such that I sat outside with her several times today and again tonight.  Well gosh she had such a blast.  I think every single time there was a bunny,   chipmonk,  bird on the fence,  or something to chase away.  I am glad they always get away safely.  Even the fat bunnies seem to get under the fence.   But she loves the chase...glad she can run in the yard and does not need to be tied up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also of course likes the dry weather and exploring the sights, sounds,  and smells around the yard.  She seems to really enjoy herself while exploring out there.  Her tail wags away as she moves about the yard.  Gosh I am glad for the fenced in yard.  At her age,  she will stop and rest in the sun a bit.  Then up and exploring again.  Today, I was really not up to tossing a ball or toy for her to fetch -  still she seemed to have a darn good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a good time that except for nap time (which was on and off all day today for me)  she sure wanted it clear she wanted to be outside.  Thankfully,  I can tell when she "wants" to go out and when she "needs" to go out.  Her face helps us determine when she can't wait.  Also she will nudge me if I need that.  Just wanting to go out she sits by the patio door,  scampers up and downstairs or othe behaviors.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg had to work a 12 hour day excluding drive time.  I think maybe Emma was bored with me?  Not sure though.  He will be home the rest of the week by dinner time.  He normally has some time to spend outdoors with her both before work and after work.  He and I both give her attention in the house too.  She doesn't seem to like to fetch and things in the house much lately.  So she had fun helping me,   being petted, and also likes that new dog bed (like a mattress) that she was given too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest so slep off and on.  So now up at this weird time.  Glad for some reason the pain is under control at this minute much more than normal.  Yeah for that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I again received the nicest emails. I have the kindest friend who is now on a road trip across county and still calling me daily now to check in and see how I am.  Isn't that the sweetest?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty emotional the past weeks....maybe the pain or the meds or both?   Cry at the drop of a hat whether happy or sad or for no reason at all.  Well I watched toy story 3 for the first time today and gosh i bawled my eyes out at the end.  I just sobbed.  I mean I would have cried anyway but I just wailed.  Emma seemed so worried. I had to assure her i was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is looking at me liek aren't we going to bed?  I will try to sleep while the pain is at rest now too.   I want some new photos to post...but maybe since I have so many on my computer like me you don't mind seeing old ones???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are sleeping as I write this...also hope you have a good day on Wed.  Oops it is Wed.  Finding when I am home for days at a time I get a bit mixed up on the days also.  Hoping Greg gets Friday off but that is not for sure yet.  Suppose to be warm and sunny for several days.  Might be a bit hot but I have my cooling vest and also I crave the sun even if indoors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and May wish you a great day and good dreams too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4828888192734299668?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4828888192734299668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4828888192734299668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4828888192734299668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4828888192734299668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/isnt-it-time-to-eat.html' title='Isn&apos;t It Time to Eat?'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-biLG_dHFqgo/TgrMHrWLlBI/AAAAAAAAAoc/8glkZk0BdUg/s72-c/b%253Bog%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3953360156245081267</id><published>2011-06-28T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:51:54.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2itD36XVYLQ/TgoTODTlBqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/tTNXlVxYGbw/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2itD36XVYLQ/TgoTODTlBqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/tTNXlVxYGbw/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623328216852006562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to report we have nice weather.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be warm but Mary was able to sit outside a bit with me in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;I liked that.&lt;br /&gt;We really appreciate her having a cooling vest.&lt;br /&gt;She wears it even indoors these days -  even with AC on she feels so hot.&lt;br /&gt;She even wears it for naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medications for pain and nausea are helping a lot.&lt;br /&gt;We plan to be home now till tests next week.&lt;br /&gt;Doctors want Mary to rest and that is what she wants to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;She is coping pretty good today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary's friends are sure nice&lt;br /&gt;They are calling and sending emails&lt;br /&gt;And offering to help.&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot to do though but just wait it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to watch a movie this afternoon  if Mary feels up to it.&lt;br /&gt;Also she has one book on tape and others to read when she feels good enough.&lt;br /&gt;she can use the ipad in bed which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remain optimistic that soon things will get back to normal&lt;br /&gt;But what is normal any how? Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse Emma is handling things just fine.  &lt;br /&gt;Truly I am a helping hand and Mary says a big source of comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3953360156245081267?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3953360156245081267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3953360156245081267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3953360156245081267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3953360156245081267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/glad-to-report-we-have-nice-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2itD36XVYLQ/TgoTODTlBqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/tTNXlVxYGbw/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-428928366050254470</id><published>2011-06-27T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T20:44:47.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dealing with health issues.. Emma is wonderful.  Don't worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-428928366050254470?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/428928366050254470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=428928366050254470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/428928366050254470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/428928366050254470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/dealing-with-health-issues.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8504145983259242461</id><published>2011-06-25T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:36:19.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi in the wee hours of the night...</title><content type='html'>HI All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not up late - at 1 am.  I am up because of some pain and spasm issues.  We already got some sleep and I am seeing if changing position to sitting helps.  Also some mild over the counter type meds to help.    Emma is up with me of course. You can't imagine how comforting that is for me.  She was also nudging Greg as he tried to sleep.  I think she was doing so as it was obvious I was having some difficulties and she wanted to see if her could help.  Not the very unmistakeable way she alerts him is I fall or tell her to "go get Greg" but gently poking at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is at my feet.  Her presence so very welcome.  Thanks a million thanks to those of you who read this who helped train her and bring her to me through Helping Paws.  Whatever your role a billion thanks...especially of course to dear Judy and family who were her foster family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice day Sat.  We went to an graduation open house for my neice.  It was extra special to us because she accomplished this on time even though she also had a beautiful baby daughter this year.  A teen pregnancy is not easy  but with the support of her wonderful parents  she is doing well and achieved this goal to graduate on time.  It was our first time seeing my great neice. She was a heart stealer...so darn cute.  Greg's sister came from Arizona for the occasion and that made it special also.  Since she is here,  a bridal shower for another neice is tomorrow.  Hope I feel better and we can go to that event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sure at the age where people have there issues with health it seems.  I remain optimistic that things will get better for me as issues are not MS related.  Seems like I have prayed for so many with various health issues these past months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that a friend of mine from high school who lives out of state also has a service dog.  I didn't know that due to health issues she is in a wheel chair.  Haven't spoken to her in decades.  She found me on face book and so we found out we both had service dogs.  She agrees it has helped her immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma liked being outdoors today with me.  We had her home a few hours alone during the open house.  I dont do that very oftern.  She did fine.  I was happy to get home and we went outdoors immediately.  She helped me relax and was snuggling with me as the Twins lost big time tonight.  I finally had to turn the channel too painful to watch for us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast this summer is going.  We are waiting for MN Sun and warm summer weather.  We had more cloudy days than Seattle they said on the news today.  One of my kids had just told me the other day "this lack of Sun reminds me i am not moving to Seattle"  then it was on the news today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to visit the granddaughters and hang out at their home Friday afternoon which was really enjoyable.  Then they went with us to the Open House.  I feel so blessed to be able to see them often recently.  They are the best medicine ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your weekend goes well.  Thanks for reading when I had my melt down earlier in the week.  They better get my medical problem figured out so I can stay emotionally stronger.  This pain really is tough to deal with...anyway since then I have at least been in a better mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Mary wish you a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8504145983259242461?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8504145983259242461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8504145983259242461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8504145983259242461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8504145983259242461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-in-wee-hours-of-night.html' title='Hi in the wee hours of the night...'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-2688411388264463805</id><published>2011-06-21T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:54:05.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Re: Last post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to cut and paste the link to make it work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy hope it is okay to post this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-2688411388264463805?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/2688411388264463805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=2688411388264463805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2688411388264463805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/2688411388264463805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/re-last-post-i-had-to-cut-and-paste.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-8273128494567983476</id><published>2011-06-21T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:52:34.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need more dog photos?</title><content type='html'>I don't think Judy will mind me sharing this awesome link.  Judy works for Helping Paws now.  She is also Emma's foster mom who care for her for a remarkable 2.5 years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this link works -  I found some might awesome pictures to view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/57087072@N07/sets/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thanks for a few supportive notes. My mood has improved.  I needed to also take some medication to deal with the physical symptoms and that helped my mood also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-8273128494567983476?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/8273128494567983476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=8273128494567983476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8273128494567983476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/8273128494567983476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/need-more-dog-photos.html' title='Need more dog photos?'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-4479639777966009683</id><published>2011-06-21T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:53:54.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car</title><content type='html'>I also wish so badly that I drove!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MS doctor feels ambilify is helping stabalize things and can make a positive impact on the eye thing too.  the problem there is mostly MS they think not other things.  He says good meds are coming as early as fall??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-4479639777966009683?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/4479639777966009683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=4479639777966009683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4479639777966009683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/4479639777966009683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/car.html' title='Car'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-7536173761224598495</id><published>2011-06-21T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:45:59.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_bKONFOHFo/TgFApSBbOuI/AAAAAAAAAoM/0X-4lVjISrU/s1600/DSCF1746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_bKONFOHFo/TgFApSBbOuI/AAAAAAAAAoM/0X-4lVjISrU/s320/DSCF1746.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620844887891720930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is a snow picture.  I goofed and somehow deleted a photo from Greg's iphone that was more recent.  Well this will do for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had one of those days?  Well I had a crappy day.  Seems like just lots of things went wrong some very small issues but it all added up.  We are hoping tomorrow goes better.  I had a good cry with Emma and we are going to bed early. Hopefully that will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strange thing is two issues about Emma cropped up. On the one hand at swimming there is a couple that comes and the woman who has MS just can't keep her hands off Emma,  and wants to pet her and give her treats.  Well it is out of hand and the women is not listening to me.  I tried.  Everyone else seems to be handle it but she "can't help herself".   I did a mistake and let her on occasion give Emma a treat. OKay my error.  She won't take the message no treats, don't call Emma and don't grab out to pet Emma.   She is distracting Emma from her focus on me.  I will try talking to her again next week.  If that doesn't work I am going to have Greg call or write her a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the issue is Emma rests on a towel during part of swimming.  So I am not right at her side.  Then if anyone goes by they can reach down and pet her. One time she called her and Emma went over to her over on the other side of the pool.  I was so mad and made it clear they were not to do that ever.  I mean do I need dog cops to get it through to these people.    I have heard sob sob how she misses her yellow lab but this is making me crazy.    We see her in the locker room and go past her to get into the pool...anyway I need to vent.  I will handle it for sure.  All of my other friends or classmates there seem to understand the rules regarding Emma.   They are out of town parts of the winter and spring so now they are back and it seems worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I am using a walker more and Emma is handling that great.  She knows I need her. I will try moving her resting spot to a different area near the pool and that will also likely help.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,  my feelings were hurt by someone else who is a friend there.  She is no longer willing to give me rides if Emma is with me.  She has a "new" car and worried Emma will damage it????  Last week she drove us and now she won't let Emma on a seat but only in her hatch back.  She has a rubber floor there but also a shelf type thing for groceries.  Okay I felt there wasn't enough room for Emma anyway.  If she won't transport me with Emma fine I will use Metro Mobility or other options.  She also won't let Emma in her house so doesn't invite me over so I knew that discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also thought having Emma in the car meant she would have to hose it down inside???????  And we did cover the area well where Emma layed.  She is worried when Emma jumps in that she might scratch the outside and put a cover on the whole rear portion too.  Okay okay there was not enough room for Emma.  Her car is so important to her etc.  I get that. I will respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as she was explaining it to me the tough part was she went on and on.  How she doesn't like dogs etc.  I feel like maybe she resented giving me rides in her "old" car and wished she would have said so at the time.  She also thinks I should leave Emma at home more and clearly doesn't not understand her role in my life.  After ten years of friendship and over five years with Emma that is what hurt my feeling badly.  She also does not want me to tell anyone what she said because she is afraid they will think she is "mean" (her words not mine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again not wanting to give me a ride is one thing.  Telling me I should go more places without Emma really really irritated me.  She wants me to keep doing this and that with her too (so she doesn't have to do things alone)  but not bring Emma.  Other things made the day tough too so though I held it together while with the group from MS water exercise.  I came home and cried.    To top it off i really need a ride with metro mobility for a dr appointment tomorrow and they left a message as i was on standby.  They want to pick me up during the appointment.  A mix up certainly but a crabby receptionist bitched me out on that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after my good cry my son in law who lives in S Mpls is going to pick me up in New Brighton to take me to my son's house in NE MPLS.  I am going to wait there and Greg will pick me up after work.  Rosa is coming home with us to stay overnight tomorrow so that is a good thing.  Tomorrow should be better I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am preaching to the choir.  Anyone who reads this regularily respects the role of a service dog.  They know she is not a "pet"  and even would respect why I like having a pet...though she is much more than a pet.  My friend??  kept trying to justify more and more over the hour swim lesson why she couldn't have Emma in her car and her remarks only made it worse.  Just say my new car is so special no dogs allowed and skip it.  The more she said the more it hurt my feelings. Especailly if I am right and she feels like she was a saint or something to tolerate Emma in her car that was older.  I never knew it was so awful to have Emma in her car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is like insulting you about your child.  I don't need a ride from anyone who would rather not.  i will take metro mobility or change my plans or something.  I also don't need people to try to on the one case try to win Emma's affection and attention because they miss their dog.  One time they held out a really good treat and called Emma.  I was not aware what they were doing - and to Emma they are not strangers.  i was unsteady and Emma almost pulled me over.  Then everyone in my class backed me up when I told them firmly they cannot do that.  That time I was distracted and more unsteady than normal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised Emma pulled like that.  I have never had that happen before or after.  I do think hey red flag people and back off for sure.  There is another dressing room but it requires lots of stairs.  I need the family/handicapped room like this women does.  So anyway I will be sure they knock off the treats and leave Emma alone.  I can do that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other extreme finding a close friend totally does not understand the role of Emma was really tough to take.  She doesn't want anyone else to know but how will they not realize she is not giving me rides?  I need to ask others or use Metro Mobility.  Class is at noon in the summer so it is way to early for Greg to drop me off on his way to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is more to the whole story but I have vented enough.  Now the friend wants me to go to do some things with her Friday.   I am not going to leave Emma home just to spend time with her.  I really have other things I can do anyway.  I am not against leaving Emma alone once in awhile as needed.  I just am going to be the one to decide.  I am no longer going to be guilted into doing things I don't want to do in order for this friend not to be lonely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't sound like a creep.  Both extremes hit me on a day when I didn't feel so great anyway.  Also lots of other personal concerns on my mind.  You may think I share everything here (I have been criticized for that too)  but i really don't.    The car thing is really the very very very very least of my worries.  The way it was handled did feel hurtful though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also could use some sunshine.  Rained after swimming today and I guess all day tomorrow too.  Being outside with Emma is such a day brightener.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have two dr appointments tomorrow, one for some tests,  and so it will be a full day.  Seeing Rosa will be awesome.  If Greg's boss will allow he hopes to leave work a bit early to have more time with Rosa and i and Emma.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong most people in my life really support me and know what Emma means to me.  My own sister though wont let her in her car either not even for a few blocks if she comes out to meet us for breakfast.  She won't allow her in her house either and last time they had a picnic at their home she and her husband did not want me to bring Emma even if she stayed outside.   She lives almost an hour from me and the event was going to be several hours.   Well she doesn't invite me over anyway so I can live with that.   oops relatives read this I probably should not have said that...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that Greg and my children and grandchildren recognize how fantastic Emma is and what she means to me.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again not wanting her in your car, house whatever is your decision but don't also say things that lead me to believe you question if she should go with me etc............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me vent.  Sorry if I offend anyone but writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-7536173761224598495?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/7536173761224598495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=7536173761224598495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7536173761224598495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/7536173761224598495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-this-is-snow-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_bKONFOHFo/TgFApSBbOuI/AAAAAAAAAoM/0X-4lVjISrU/s72-c/DSCF1746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5946182357655249103</id><published>2011-06-20T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:47:46.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You will likely have to cut out the link below and paste it into your browser.  It worked for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.angelfire.com/ak2/intelligencerreport/boy_dog.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5946182357655249103?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5946182357655249103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5946182357655249103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5946182357655249103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5946182357655249103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-will-likely-have-to-cut-out-link.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-3689428069338430316</id><published>2011-06-20T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:45:43.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.angelfire.com/ak2/intelligencerreport/boy_dog.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother sent me the above video from the internet.  Hope it works for you.  Shows a young boy and his dog.  I cried as the song sums up how much I love my Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Emma and I rested a lot.  One of those kind of days for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing you a good week...check out the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-3689428069338430316?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/3689428069338430316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=3689428069338430316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3689428069338430316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/3689428069338430316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-502320660528012027</id><published>2011-06-19T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:56:11.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY  FATHERS DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMUa7IHdHis/Tf6oX7PWMzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/mP9Ew33rTGI/s1600/DSCF1671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMUa7IHdHis/Tf6oX7PWMzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/mP9Ew33rTGI/s320/DSCF1671.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620114513997476658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Photo is of my Aunt Betty.  It was taken a few years ago.  Since I have shared that I am trying to help support her with her life challenges,  and so many of you said you were praying for her - well thought I would share the photo.  She likes Emma.  If I talk to her by phone she always says give Emma a pet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Father's Day.....&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a quiet Sunday but nice weekend.  Sat Greg got what he wanted for Father's Day - a day with his granddaughters.  There Dad Mike worked and their mom Tia.  Our son Danny also joined us to go to the movie Mr Poppers Penguins the kids just loved it but the adults enjoyed the humor also.  Emma was awesome of course.  Also they hung out with us for several hours at our home.  I needed a long nap but that worked out too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when we went to church Emma had to adjust to change.  I needed to use my walker.  Since Greg was a reader he had to sit in the front pews.  Well long story but we had to be situated differently than normal.  Emma was a bit confused as after communion we had to be right by where people walked by.  Anyway she did just fine. The church is not well set up for where to put my walker when they go to communion which in the Catholic Church is weekly.  I don't like to sit in the back to avoid this problem and when Greg reads then he has to be close to the front.  Anyway will work on finding a solution for this.  Emma was awesome like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg had the full Sunday off.  He works for a different Catholic Church and Neuman Center so during the school year he works every single Sunday and long days often.  The students are not around much right now,  and it was Father's Day,  and he works already a long week --- so yeah a Sunday off.  Totally off.  Rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still puzzled by some of my health issues.  Glad to have Emma to help me deal with life.  She helped a lot as we did manage to do some laundry today.  She also is tons of moral support.  So glad to have her in my life.  I am emotional due to the pain issues,  or weird or something. So i was alone with her and like i often do verbally thanking her for being in my life,  while petting her.  I broke down sobbing.  She just cuddled closer.  No one can imagine how much she means to me - no matter how much I write on the blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was outside some today but it was warm and humid for me.  Tomorrow will be home all day and hope to be outside some of that day. Put the things for my cooling vest in the freezer so they will be ready.  They take a lot of room in the freezer.  Wish I could afford a small one but just have the one in my normal refrigerator.  Anyway we will last longer outdoors or go out more often with the vest.  Hope it is not too humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful for summer days.  very green here do to so much rain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Father's Day I am grateful to my husband for being such an awesome Father and Grandfather too.  I am proud of my son Michael who is also a wonderful father.   Greg is also very helpful as needed with Emma so she appreciates him also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed soon i hope.  Gosh it is only 9 but we got up early.  Please keep me in your prayers as they deal with some of my mystery health issues...but be assured I am handling it with support of my family and my wonderful Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-502320660528012027?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/502320660528012027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=502320660528012027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/502320660528012027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/502320660528012027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='HAPPY  FATHERS DAY'/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMUa7IHdHis/Tf6oX7PWMzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/mP9Ew33rTGI/s72-c/DSCF1671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-5457794583460223011</id><published>2011-06-17T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:05:39.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpaLjkX1lB8/TfwxzF1t6aI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ETP1MejFijE/s1600/blog%2Bsum%2Bflow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpaLjkX1lB8/TfwxzF1t6aI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ETP1MejFijE/s320/blog%2Bsum%2Bflow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619421188862110114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See flowers in a pot&lt;br /&gt;from this year they are NOT, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days,&lt;br /&gt; low energy, &lt;br /&gt;there are no flower pots in my yard to see&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you perrenials thanks a lot,&lt;br /&gt; for filling in the empty spots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-5457794583460223011?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/5457794583460223011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=5457794583460223011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5457794583460223011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/5457794583460223011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/see-flowers-in-pot-from-this-year-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpaLjkX1lB8/TfwxzF1t6aI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ETP1MejFijE/s72-c/blog%2Bsum%2Bflow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9033200709686562389.post-6753335716514965706</id><published>2011-06-17T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:13:00.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zURPC-yT8Z8/TfwkKUWAi8I/AAAAAAAAAns/vh7h13fjaPU/s1600/Sophia%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zURPC-yT8Z8/TfwkKUWAi8I/AAAAAAAAAns/vh7h13fjaPU/s320/Sophia%2Bblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619406194729847746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Emma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia is so wonderful to me.  Mary is her Grandma.  I am her special friend.&lt;br /&gt;This is a great photo.  You can see how fun it is to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;I like when we get together with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat we get to go to the movie,  Mr. Popper's Penquins with Sophia and Rosa,  Greg,  and Mary,  and I.&lt;br /&gt;It will be funny I think.  Mary and I love these type of movies and Greg does too.&lt;br /&gt;They just seem funnier and more enjoyable with Rosa and Sophia are with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we will still squeeze in time for a nap too.&lt;br /&gt;Also we hope to be outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary is feeling a bit better though not sure what is causing some of her pain and health issues.&lt;br /&gt;We are home all day to rest,  be outdoors (but it was humid and hot)  and to do chores.&lt;br /&gt;she keeps me busy picking up all the time and helping her.&lt;br /&gt;Now she says she really need me.&lt;br /&gt;I have been worried about her so today seemed more light hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Greg thought I seemed more relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and I need to keep doing things to help us enjoy summer and life in general.&lt;br /&gt;Mary says it is a good distraction to balance rest but also have fun times also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Father's Day we will be home all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a super terrific weekend all of you.&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to include more pictures on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support and prayers for Mary.&lt;br /&gt;We are glad it turned out that she did not have cancer as they feared it just might be.&lt;br /&gt;MS is enough to deal with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,   Emma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9033200709686562389-6753335716514965706?l=servicedogteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/feeds/6753335716514965706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9033200709686562389&amp;postID=6753335716514965706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6753335716514965706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9033200709686562389/posts/default/6753335716514965706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servicedogteam.blogspot.com/2011/06/from-emma-sophia-is-so-wonderful-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary = The Service Dog Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14442952813545409832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zURPC-yT8Z8/TfwkKUWAi8I/AAAAAAAAAns/vh7h13fjaPU/s72-c/Sophia%2Bblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
