Bo and Diesel Service Dog Training
Organized by: Bo Ready
EVENT DATE Oct 30, 2016
It all started in 1999 when I was in a car accident with my sister, whom I adored, and the most life altering tragedy took place; she died that night on the scene, and was taken from me forever. I went through so much pain I honestly wasn’t sure if I would live through it. She was my best friend and my mentor. She had joined the military and decided to serve this great nation. When she was ripped from my life, my compass was distorted and life went from colorful, to gray and bleak. Eventually due to the outcome of her death I was diagnosed with PTSD. I decided to follow in her footsteps and do the honorable thing. I joined the Army National Guard and during my service I deployed to Egypt, while I was there, and after my return, my PTSD got severely worse. After over 9 years of service to our nation I was medically retired from the Army in 2015. I asked my therapist that I see every two weeks if he was in support of a PTSD Service Dog. My doctor is all for it, and I already knew I didn't want any other dog than my dog, Diesel, which has been with me through some of my deepest struggles. He keeps me encouraged, relieves my anxieties and is my comrade. He means so much to me that I even relocated my residence; just to be able to keep him. There is such a lack of understanding and education about his surrounding his breed, American Staffordshire Terrier. But it seems, no matter where we move, how gentle and loving Diesel is, people are always trying to have him torn away from me, which would cause the most unbelievable deep grief. My therapist has said how much Diesel has helped my healing process and improved my PTSD condition; to have him taken away would crush me. Recently, a man was kind and explained to me that I had a good option, which would ensure no one could ever take my best friend Diesel from me, but sadly would be very expensive, he said to put him in Service Dog Training. After much deliberation of how strenuous this financial decision would be, I just couldn’t see any other way for us to live in peace and without constant fear of someone threatening me and my comrade. So I put Diesel in a service dog training program through MuttSchool Kansas. I have been paying for his service dog training by myself, and it is a heavy weight on my family and I, but necessary and we have a long ways to go. Please, if you could help out in any way, there are no words to say how greatly appreciated it would be. Thank you for taking the time to stop by and read my story, support doesn’t always have to be monetary, though it is helpful to attain my dream. The emotional support and encouragement from friends and family is abundantly appreciated.