Assistance for Body, Mind and Soul

Couch Pain and Icy Rain

2011-11-12T19:23:00.000-08:00

My son took this picture. It has been wet and cold. The kind of cold that gets to your bones and especially that area in your back that won't get warm no mater how many blankets you TRY and cover it with, (because your furry loving family is cuddling up to stay warm too!) So you fall asleep knowing they are safe and warm, (oh my back is cold!), and wake to BLAST the heat for your morning java.
I imagine someone snapping a photo as my son cuddles in, (we found a NASTY, sleepy wasp in his room the other night, AND he read about some false SPIDER disease that lays spiders in your bloodstream that I PROMISED to read first thing with my java this am), my kitty plopped on my cramping arm and my beloved Idunn who has stolen my pillow and declared this warm spot of my bed to be her own. I would not have it any other way, it is warm, (sort of), and it is love.

Since this past sad summer, when time stood still with Rosie's illness, I cannot believe how time is now going so fast! I have begun this blog many times in my head and had to rearrange my head because SO many things have happened since Rosie's Great niece, Idunn, has come into my life. My son played a video of Rosie yesterday and I broke into tears not knowing why it affected me so instantly and brutally. Such is the love a service dog.

Idunn is giving this love of life back to me with every second I breath. The last five days though, I don't want to get up. I know it is my disease returning after the 'high' of getting Idunn, because I feel the devastating, 'drop'. I feel the couch eating me up, the television turned on at 10:00 am, drapes closed and shameful hiding from the world, total disgust at what I have not cleaned or the shameful person I am. Never goes away, I know this. Manic is a very hard thing to come down from.

I hope your chasing squirrels my angel, I miss you Rosie.

My housecoat has been my forever, heavy blanket and it pins me to my house, bed and couch with the weight of a vise squeezing at first on my head and then all the way down to my ankles. Why has this come back? I have so much to DO! And I cancel all of it, I cannot do anything, the shackles have returned. I HATE this disease, I hate me, I miss Rosie.

I cannot look outside of the prison that has returned to paralyze me on the couch, sleep. Can't move, don't want to, and 4 days go by drowning in self hatred. I do not know why, I don't. Today is Saturday. PLEASE let me wake up to Idunn's sweet kissies and make it go away!!

Good Morning sweet girl. It's Saturday. I'm back! Sort of, but the squeezing housecoat has gone away for now, god I hate that housecoat. I am going to think of all the things I have done this month, AMAZING, wonderful and numerous things!! wow! (housecoat sneeking back...GO AWAY!)...mental illness sucks, even I don't understand it after over fifty years of living it, I sure know that it hurts and hurts enough to kill. But, I don't want to die.

There's my smiley girl!!
We went on the bus to Donny's, (my son's), school for his poetry class. Rainy, dark icky day and we made it. That is what Idunn helps me do, make it! Today was a better day, and the day before, a better day. I know that my illness will never go away and that some days it will grab a hold and squeeze me paralyzed, but the days it does this are decreasing, to only maybe 4 days a month. This was my every day life before service dogs. I never really lived before my service dogs, I never felt alive.

Idunn gets the reality separate from the disassociation, (getting lost in your own reality or self), and brings me back, from the couch, she 'wakes' me up, even when I don't want to be woken up. The reality is, I have been EVERYWHERE with Idunn :):):), Tradex Dog Show, Puppy training class, my son's school for numerous classes, buses, parks, always with confidence and a calm demeanor, beautiful~ So I never expected the return of my depression after a manic, then subdued, peaceful and most welcome period in my life. Just looking and loving my Idunn was taking me to a higher level of loving myself and appreciating everything that was happening, there was no 'numb feeling', but a renewed sparkle, just look at her, wow!

I was doing extremely well. Ya, well that's when the disease get's ya, full force, SLAMS ya down, no mercy, 'couch land' with shackles for you. And believe me, you stay shackled.

Sorry readers, for my language, but F**K YO*, dam mental illness...I have a life to lead and the sweetest service dog that awakens me every morning with loving kisses. If you don't go away she will paw me and kiss me some more. If you persist on bringing me down, she will bark and jump on me! Idunn's love will bring YOU DOWN. She does every morning, I forget the prison when her cold nose touches my face. Then, a friendly paw, then, (if I STILL do not get out of bed), a JUMP on the bed and INSISTENCE nose nudges till I get out of bed, Idunn is the BEST and most loving way to wake up, only Idunn could push away the demons with such a sparkle, so simply, they are gone.
This blog has not really been about all the adventures and life Idunn has made possible for me the last month and a half but more about living with mental illness and how Idunn helps me with it, I could not live the life I do without her. The monsters that chain me to the couch still take hold but Idunn's sweet and loving nudges bring me back to life and dissolve them for me. Every human being I encounter, I encounter with nervousness but with Idunn there, I'm special again, I count, I matter. I always have existed, but without her by my side, to my mind, I don't.

Remember,

'Who You are Makes a Difference', you matter to me special and most loved readers. I hope you know how much.

Forever Hugs and Love,

Leanne and Idunn

From Rosie my love to Idunn my future, my beloved and bright future..Life goes on with the love of a service dog

2011-10-09T23:36:00.000-07:00

Dear Friends and Family, Happy Thanksgiving!

I believed that this post would be difficult and heartbreaking. This is the farthest thing from the truth. The hardest experience was to be with my ill friend and say goodbye to her, the joy comes with the precious gift she, and I am sure had some VERY special connections in heaven, gave to me with the help of family here. I shed many tears even as I write this blog as Rosie was the first miracle in my life. I will never forget her or miss her every second of my life. Rosie, my girl, you taught me to believe in life.

Rosie is proud to announce her successor for me, Rosie's Great niece, a perfect fit, Idunn.

Idunn, pronounced, Eden, (like the garden of Eden!) is my new psychiatric assistance dog. Rosie is looking down from heaven with endless love and approval. She does not want me to cry but to love Idunn with all that is in my heart for Idunn is my new best friend and way to a brighter future. I will do you proud Rosie my girl, I promise.

Rosie passed away peacefully in my arms after a summer of much hope that her body would heal and she would recover. This was not to be so and her golden heart stopped beating on Sept. 15, 2011. I hugged her and was so happy that her suffering had ended. Then came the sorrow, guilt and loneliness, despair, darkness and surprising extremely manic episode that followed. I have NEVER cleaned 24/7 as after Rosie passed, and thank you Rosie girl, my house sure needed it! Rosie, God has a very special place for you and I am so joyful in my heart that you are there. I treasure the day I see you again, my special girl. Now, I must live and carry on with LIFE! I closed the doors till Idunn arrived and celebrate her arrival my Rosie girl! Look what has been going on!

(click on any photo to enlarge :)

'One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar'

Helen Keller

Idunn is all of this and no other dog could envelope my heart like Idunn does. The day we met Marlene, I loved her so and you for allowing me to take Idunn home. I knew the second Idunn jumped out of her car that I loved her. We went for a long walk up the field and towards the pond. There we had a long talk. She looked into my eyes, I looked in hers and all was well. We knew we did not know each other to well but we also knew that we could touch deep within our souls and make it work. I do not know if any of you my friends have ever known a Collie but when you feel them within your heart there is nothing else like it, this is how it was with Idunn.

'I am not afraid of storms for I am learning to sail my ship'

Helen Keller

Thank you Marlene for the Beagles love and cuddles, after weeks of loneliness, they were the very best medicine, Idunn being the most comforting of all. I was at peace after a very long and sad time, I felt life anew!

I am blessed to add that my ship is stronger, with a most tremendous strong base, and filled with the years of Rosie's love, devotion and loyalty. With Idunn, I am confident I will experience the most life has to offer in all its beauty and opportunities. Our service dogs and the life they give us carries on to successor dogs that can only enrich the knowledge that we have already learned and cherish. Thank you Rosie, forever in my heart.

Idunn, you are more than worthy to accompany me into my future. You are my kisses, BIG kisses!

You are my life, my love and my connection to the real world. My beautiful Idunn, I already love you more than you will ever know! Welcome to my home, you forever loving home my new girl! I love the fun you are having and the wiggle in your tail! I love your attentive look and the way we need each other. Most of all, I love that you are you, and that you fit into my little quiet family the way you do.

Thank you Idunn for making me laugh and smile and live life!!! Rosie is woofn from heaven above!!

Just to be around you is life.

All my love,

Leanne

'Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadows'

Helen Keller

Rolling in my new home grass!

~A furry and close little family is what life is all about~

~Cherish it always~

I give thanks for a paw to hold, a heart to cherish, a friend to love.

My new friend Idunn has already drawn me to new friends, experiences and most importantly the ability to function in life. Life is born again as I never thought it would be, thank you Idunn, all my new friends and my beloved West Coast Assistance Teams Family.

All my most special readers, I truly hope you enjoy our new adventures as Rosie would want us too and Idunn is very eager to share!! Love you all, never forget,

Who you are makes a Difference!!!

I long to accomplish a great and noble task, but it is my chief duty and joy to accomplish humble tasks as though they were great and noble

'Helen Keller'

Here Comes The Sun

2011-09-21T02:08:00.000-07:00

This will not be a sad, lonely post but a thank you to my Rosie's spirit who has carried me on, and still pushes me, every day, and it's not a mild push! It will be a week tomorrow since my beloved angel passed to her rainbow bridge and I want this post to be her inspiration to anyone who has lost a beloved best friend. If you happen to share my sorrow or have lost a service dog, I only know that you must believe, life goes on. It just does.

Your best friend is gone, your way of life, your way of coping, surviving, loving life, and just plain every day functioning. There was actually nothing plain about it, miracle is a better word.

I have not stopped cleaning, (FEROCIOUSLY cleaning), since the day Rosie passed, and it is a good thing. I have enveloped my kitty and son in loving attention, Rosie would approve. Although, every second of every day is different, quiet, surreal and very, very, numb. At first I tried to see Rosie in everything I saw, felt, touched, smelled and experienced. I had to let that go.

Rosie was not to be in any moment of my life that I wanted her to be in, she was gone. The finality of her passing, I denied for days. I looked at pictures, many, many pictures, over and over again. Maybe she was just at my sisters? Your brain plays comforting tricks on you when your reality tells you that Rosie would never be anywhere without you.
Shock and Denial and I would add SURREAL, to this list. I felt a familiar loss of reality when my Mom died, a disconnection, a denial.

Then, I tried to walk to the store. I stopped breathing with loss. I turned back twice, I vomited not the first time since Rosie died, but, I made it.

I promised myself to NEVER do that again, too freaking scary!! A nightmare! I tried again today, pushing myself is something I rather admire about myself and I was blessed enough that BOTH times a friend saw me and helped me, must of looked a mess!
Denial, shock, downright hell on earth. Just sucks.
Life just sucks. Clean, cry, clean, cry, clean, cry, sleep, wake up and cry. All around you, life goes on, people say their blessings and forget, life goes on. Cars drive by, people phone, (I don't answer), kids scream outside, SHUTUP!!! Grief takes it toll. Anger is a stage, and I fully realize this because I wanted to hurt myself, for hurting Rosie, for not helping her, for not saving her. Grief, guilt and blame.

Thinking of Buddy saved me, and thinking of the Rainbow Bridge. Time saved me. Thinking I wanted to bop the bitchy young girl at the gas station that was so MEAN to me saved me. I have NO time for people now, I do not even LOOK at them if they are not family or close friends, terrified of them to tell the truth. Grief..anger, betrayal.

The last two days, I have not pressured myself so much to see Rosie in the clouds or believe that she is coming back, because you do. I saw her die, but dreamed that the veterinarian did something wrong and I hired a detective to get her back. I dreamed she was in a corral with a horse that was hurting her, I could not save her. Grief, denial, blame.

Only today did I stop pushing, (except for yet another trip by myself that a friend saved me from, my mental illness, not my tears), and I felt a warm, tender ray of sunshine push through to me. I had to let it come to me and stop so desperately looking for Rosie in my life, she no longer lives in my life, but in the sunshine and HER life. I had to let it be. I saw her smile in the clouds.

The stages of grief go on and around and upside down and sideways, all through your emotions and physical body like a roller coaster. Sometimes calm and serene, sometimes like a bulldozer. I know that the bulldozer hits you when you least expect it, a smell, a song, any remembering moment in your life cascades a flood of memories that leave you breathless, stunned, sad. It's like your lost one is right there, but you can't touch them, it's like their life has returned to you, but you can't get it. Grief, your alone.

Your very precious reason for living, IS very precious and has been returned to their home. I believe now that Rosie was sent to me, little insignificant me, as a very treasured gift. I could not keep her forever.

She had to return to her home where she will run and play and not feel any pain, she deserves that. I must not own her, she has a place to go. I was given a gift and so loved that gift that I never, ever wanted to let it go, it was mine! Rosie came to me to teach me, to let me enrich my life and cherish what she taught me. Most importantly, what she taught me must carry on because that is why she became a part of my life. This must be the HARDEST part of letting someone so miraculous go, to take what they taught you and carry on in life, because life goes on. Grief, acceptance, purpose.

Rosie was a miracle. She truly was. A very wise person told me that what a service dog does is make the service dog's person a miracle. The dog makes the person truly believe in their self. The spiritual and physical connection between a person and their service dog is infinitely 'healing'. It is like the service dog has brought their person back home.

I still feel the 'home' Rosie taught me but of course everything is different now. When someone you love is gone, every molecule of what you see is gone, though everything is still there. Grief, sometimes you just do not know what stage you are in and do not care. I do know that I am feeling ever bit of it and hope that sharing this with you might help you when you are lonely or in need of a loving story of hope.
Rosie taught me hope, to carry on, get off the couch!
I have forgotten how very miraculous that was for me to just get off the dam couch! It was my prison.

I wrote in a previous post that I could not clean my bathroom because it smelled of Rosie and her many baths because of her illness this summer. My bathroom had a dark blue shower curtain and dark blue towels.

Today I bought a white curtain with what I think, is on it, a tree of life. To some...ya, a shower curtain with a stuffy toy, to me a celebration of life with my Rosie above it all. Maybe kind of silly and crazy? Well, never said I was sane, and starting to love myself just the way I am. My life is becoming increasingly brighter every day with the light of Rosie's spirit and all she taught me about living life.

I am feeling better now, even though I know the stages of grief can grip you like a vice and not let go, they still do, especially at night. When it is time to stop moving, everything is done and there is only time to think, to miss someone. Night time is very hard.

When sleep finally arrives and a good dream dissolves into my morning, I awake with only the medicinal smell of Rosie. No Rosie to bath, medicate and comfort. Thank you God, I know there must be many squirrels at the Rainbow Bridge for her.
There are so many people to talk to, to help, to let them know the miracle that is life, they can live it!
Many more adventures to come my friends, I hope there is something, somewhere in this post that may light your way to some comfort and peace. Our loved ones want us to keep learning till we see them again.

Much love and peace
Leanne

My Angel Returns to Heaven

2011-09-17T19:14:00.000-07:00

My Rosie passed away in my arms Thursday Sept. 15, 2011. This will be Rosie's last post but never the end of her story or mine. I only wish I could have had the gift of her grace, devotion and endless love for much longer but the years I spent with her by my side were the best years I have ever had.

She LOVED to steal my pillow and give me that look that said, ' I know ya love me mom, I love you too'.
Rosie and I battled this summer to keep her well, but lost the battle and Rosie needed to stop hurting. I will not cry for her because she is no longer in a body that turned against her, she was so very brave. She never whined or complained, I knew she would walk a million miles if I asked her too. I miss her so much. I cannot clean the bathroom tonight, maybe tomorrow because I can smell her coat and shampoo from the many baths she needed this summer. I will try and let you go Rosie girl, I promise.

I look up into the sky and try to see her in the clouds, just a wisp of her tail or beautiful eyes, but I do not see her. Maybe tonight she will be in my dreams so I can touch her one more time, I hope so.

The very first day Sharon brought Rosie to my house, she bounced through the house! So happy! I truly believe she saved my life. My son fell in love, his first best friend, Rosie and Donny loved to hug.

Rosie was my healer, my inspiration, my way to connect with the outside world. Her gentleness and beauty taught me that the world would not hurt me. When I walked with Rosie the whole world stopped to smile, she healed so many and gave her gift to countless children, adults and her furry best friend, Kessa.
My heart physically hurts and I'm shedding tears for my loss, her pain is over and that brings me joy and peace. Such a gentle soul never deserved to hurt.

I have years of happy memories with Rosie that I will cherish forever and I will try to not cry so much my angel girl. I would love to hold you just one more time as you were before you got sick, I wouldn't have you suffer any longer.
My kitty is looking for Rosie and sometimes for a moment I forget she is not here, but not for long. When a leaf twirls down from my tree out back, I remember her in the leaves, her coat the color of golden autumn.
I miss you too much right now my little girl and will write more soon of your unique and gentle gifts.

Rosie would have been nine in November, gone too soon, anytime would of been to soon for my family and me. I'll miss you at Christmas little girl, you so loved the snow! I will never forget your ENDLESS patience posing for me so many times with your Santa hat on, thank you Rosie.

Rosie took me to beautiful lakes and rivers, the beach, she took me to the sky. She took me to life and made me feel like a star. Rosie was the shining star, on television and radio but mostly she was the shining star in my heart that my illness had dulled to a very faint flicker.
Rosie illuminated that flicker to a bright, loving, white light that trusted the world again, she taught me love.

Cheryl from Cherfire Collies where Rosie was born sent me some pictures of her that I would love to share. Even as a little tiny girl she was a star, third from the left in the picture of her siblings. She was a Mom, and I am positive a very loving and devoted one.

Thank you all for sharing some of the millions of memories I have of my very special service dog, Rosie. She was a part of my every thought and second of my life. She still is and always will be. I pray that she has a very peaceful, special place at the Rainbow Bridge and will cherish the day I can be with her again.

Goodbye my little girl, thank you for my life and your love, Hugs and kisses forever from your Mom.

I promise to try and be strong without you and make you proud of me

I miss you Rosie, play and rest at your Rainbow Bridge

November 6, 2002 - September 15, 2011

Rosie and I in the Province Newspaper!!

2011-07-31T20:09:00.000-07:00

http://www.theprovince.com/health/world+with+Rosie/5151482/story.html

ROSIE THE RADIO STAR!!! APRIL 2011

2011-04-13T07:22:00.000-07:00

WOOF! HAPPY TAIL WAGS!

We have been busy! I would love for you to take a walk with me, today was warm and I helped Mom take Donny to the dentist. Donny, my youngest pack member is VERY afraid of the dentist. Now he has a wonderful dentist and with Mom and I there he did GREAT! Proud of you Donny!

Sunday, I was so excited! West Coast Assistance Teams arranged an interview for Mom and I with BCIT Broadcast Journalism students, Sarah Massah and Jessica Rivers. The interview was for the BCIT radio station, Evolution 107.9 and will be airing this summer. Sarah and Jessica wanted to know all about how I help Mom with her disability and how her life is enriched because of wonderful me! Mom and I were very impressed with Sarah and Jessica's professional manner, organized questions and calming presence. I think they will both become successful journalists in the future, all the best Sarah and Jessica! Thank you for your sincere interest in psychiatric assistance dogs and West Coast Assistance Teams, you are welcome at our home anytime!

My KITTY member of my pack, (yes, I adore him too!), became very ill recently and Mom thought we were going to have to say goodbye. It just wouldn't be the same without Leeta meowing me off the bed every night! Somehow, (I said a little prayer), he pulled through for one of his endless lives and I can chase him again through the house! Love you Leeta!

'Fortes Deus beatos efficiat'

'May God Bless the Brave Ones'

Welcome my friends and loved ones to a land my paws gently and cautiously walked upon. Vancouver, East Side. Seven pm on a Monday night.

My beloved pack seemed to be aware of a movie they were watching outside of the window, all were in good spirits and yet a gnawing aura of detachment was present. I had a feeling my Mom wanted to lock the car door, and yet she was content. My pack chatted but became increasingly confident in the warm atmosphere INSIDE our magical moving space. I looked up to Mom, she was intrigued looking outside, yet out of her comfort space, all my pack was. My youngest pack member, Donny was afraid. I gave Donny a look of gratitude for his fear, and let the other pack members continue with their understandable human layers of this and that.

Mom gave me dinner from the magical thing that moves when it stopped, and I was thirsty! I was not hungry then, I am now! Mel leaned over for a loving pat, 'Hey Mel, thanks! I love you too!' My most beloved humans, I feel you are so passionate and present at the reality outside the window. The movie rolls on for them, strange. I treasure their layers of this and that!

I smell scents of damp cement, human sadness, old sweat and old clothes. I smell the ocean.

I smell very old bricks and ancient ghosts. I strain to smell grass and the sky has gotten smaller. The door we try to enter is locked, and there is a fleeting sense of hidden panic from Mom, very strange indeed! I resign myself to the fact that there is no scent of grass to leave my..ahem..mark upon and concentrate on being lovingly by Mom's side....

Downtown, East Side..Co op Radio. West Coast Assistance Team's live, (yes, LIVE), radio interview! WOO HOO! All the human emotions layers of this and that gave way to a little nervousness and true woofing excitement! Mom soaked in the character of this historic brick building with love and remembering, she was loving the present! Ryan and Donny were off to explore, drive and take pictures. My Mom, Sharon and Matt, (he is one in a million!) prepared for our interview. Thank you Ryan for touring Donny around Vancouver, his photography passion was in full bloom! Mom tells me you and Sharon are family, I knew that of course..big loving woof!

(Outstanding photo's courtesy of Donny Bazinet, Professional Photographer Entrepreneur!)

I breathed in the warm flowing wave of smells; the loft and studios, the passion of the people, the headphones, wires, countless voices, humming radio hopes and opinions, I love this place. Mom is giddy. Mom is CONFIDENT! well....until the Mic goes live..woof!

Content under the table of microphones and 'on air' lights, my heart glowing for Mom, I let out a sigh, (those that know me, heard it on the live broadcast!)

Outside the lonely cry, the desperate seek relief from devastating pain, drug deals are inches away and the homeless huddle as they have for lifetimes. The mentally ill wander the streets in clothes worn forever, their hair wild and untamed. The derelict dark alleys blanket needles, despair and are dungeons for the dammed.

We are not as far away as if we are watching a movie. There is a very fine line between us. The personality and ancient, familiar hold of the east side stays with you, it makes a home in your soul, we have all been there. To have the opportunity to speak about mental illness this evening was something my Mom will never forget and is one of the most important evenings of her life, I know this. She carries a piece of the east side with her now, not in sorrow or disgust but with respect and hope.

We left Co op Radio and opened the door outside to Donny and Ryan running towards us with pens and paper in hand. 'Can we have your autograph!' they yelled! Woof! well..of course! Woof! WOOF!

We left the East Side in search of 'donuts', (a human treat, makes my pack AWAKE and ALERT, how charming!) We left knowing in all of our hearts that, everyone, everywhere knows..

'Who I am makes a Difference'

These puppy paws are pooped! Sweet dreams my friends..zzzzzzzz woof..zzzzzzzz..woof........zzzzzzz...Love always..zzzzzzzz
Rosie

Out of the Dark and Into the Miracle of LIFE! Bundles of Innocence and Hope

2011-03-24T18:54:00.000-07:00

New beginnings, new life. Sweetness and innocence that reminds us of pure love and heals hearts. These are Cherfire puppies, where my angel Rosie originally came from. I hope these pictures make you feel as warm and fuzzy as I did. Love you little angels, thank you Cheryl for the pics and for bringing joy to my heart.

Rosie would also like to post a link to a very important article concerning puppy raising for her beloved West Coast Assistance Teams. Please read and if you have the means play a loving part in helping someone in need contact Sharon and Ryan.

http://www.burnabynow.com/news/Volunteers+needed+raise+pups+Burnaby+charity/4484970/story.html

click on this wonderful article to learn more about puppy raising these little angels.

Much Love, Hugs and Woofs to you all my friends,

'Who you are Makes a Difference'

in every way, you matter to me, just the way you are.

A Memorial for the100 Slaughtered Sled Dogs in Whistler BC

2011-03-13T23:57:00.000-07:00

Footprints In The Snow

2011-03-13T23:56:00.000-07:00

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Rosie's Song of Love for Her Husky Sled Dogs at the Rainbow Bridge

I needed to post about the sled dogs that were killed in Whistler last April. Mom is heartbroken. Mom cries many tears about the innocent. I am a service dog dedicated with my very life to serve my Mom. The slaughtered sled dogs only wanted to serve, they were born to run. All they had in their hearts was to run for their mushers, to please them. That is all they wanted.
I have attached a photo of my very best friend, Kessa. She is a husky and when I play with her I feel her sorrow. We know the brutal suffering in this world, we feel it. My tail is down, as is my friends because we don't understand what these sled dogs did to deserve such a brutal, cold death.

At the rainbow bridge their tails are wagging, even for the person who has so cruelly put them to death. That is what we do, love unconditionally.

For my friend Kessa and all animals who are tortured and made to suffer unspeakable pain please post 'howl' on April 23 on facebook or attend a vigil posted on my Mom's facebook page, Leanne Bazinet. She shares information about walks, petitions, positive steps that bring love to this world.
We were put on this world to show you love, please don't end our lives without realizing that we feel the pain. The hurt is unbearable.

With all my love especially to those who suffer, bleed and cry. Know that I am here to comfort and make changes for you, know that your cruel death is never forgotten. I cannot bring you back or look in awe as you run and serve your masters, and that makes my heart so very sad. I can post this blog and pray with my paws that you will make a difference.
Now more than ever before,
'You can make a difference'
I love you and will serve my mom till my spirit no longer allows. These dogs and so many souls full of love have had their spirit put to death in ways no living being should ever endure. I keep my tail down in honour of fellow service angels, no matter what their service may be. It is a very, very sad time in our world and hard for my Mom to have any faith in the human race.

This post is the cold hard truth, our world is insanely cruel to those that we serve. I, like my Mom wish we could no longer be a part of this world today, this world that can skin alive dogs and cats and fry them for waiting customers. This world that rips apart live dogs in front of buyers, and no one hears them cry, no one cares.

The images following are disturbing, they are real. These animals suffer by the hundreds every single day. It is hard to look at these pictures, it is unforgivable to not care.

Our world is a dark, evil place and as the wind blows tonight I don't want to be here anymore. Mom is not religious, being brought up Roman Catholic. She knows of the abuse of this 'religion'. With the recent earthquakes in Japan and the recent bloodthirsty, cold, heartless murders of our innocents in our world, the animals...she is not only ashamed to be Canadian but knows the suffering must end. She is angered at the happiness she felt at the Olympics as we now know, and let us not deny, it was all for money and blood was shed. Not the blood of our human race but the blood of our innocent animals.When OUR world has come to this, I don't care if it ends.
Our human race has choices, we have failed.

Not all my posts will be joyful or bright, news of depression leaving my soul. This post is of a very dark time in my life, the suffering and pain of my beloved animals has ripped my heart apart. My depression is with me full force, I am consumed with a horror the blackens every day.
When I look into the face of my service dog and best friend Rosie, I feel this world is not worthy of her dedication and love. I will love her will all my heart, endlessly.

The paw prints in the snow are bloodied, we should be ashamed. The slaughter of the innocent continue, by the thousands, every single day.
Rosie wags her tail and looks at me with pure trust and love, the wind blows and I shed tears of pure sorrow at what our world has become.

Paw Prints In The Snow

One night I dreamed I was running along the path of snow
with my guardian angel from the rainbow bridge
Many scenes from my life flashed across the grey cold sky
In each scene I noticed paw prints in the snow

Sometimes I noticed two sets of paw prints in the snow, sometimes only one

I howled because when I felt pain or loneliness, I could only see

one set of paw prints

At my darkest hour I asked my guardian angel

why have you deserted me when I needed you most?

My innocent soul, he replied through the falling snow

It was in your darkest hour I carried you with love

to the Rainbow Bridge

A MESSAGE OF HOPE FROM GLOBAL TV AND WEST COAST ASSISTANCE TEAMS Jan. 2011

2011-01-19T19:34:00.000-08:00

A VERY SPECIAL POST FROM ROSIE

WITH ALL HER LOVE!

Happiest Woofs my special friends and family! I have such exciting news for the new year, ( I can hardly contain my paws!) Global TV invited West Coast Assistance Teams to tape a segment for television with their service dog psychiatric teams. I must tell you how wonderful it was to show off my Mom, Donny and our very best new friends, Sage and Sue! Thank you Mel for being you. Your sparkling smile and never ending ability to always be there to help warms my heart. You are my friend when I am down, up, happy, sad, you mean the world to me.

West Coast's office in Burnaby welcomes clients with a warm and caring atmosphere. You will not find any other organization that will treat you like family, and be sincerely aware of your personal needs regarding a therapy or service dog.

Lynn Colliar from Global TV and her camera man Carl joined us at the West Coast office in Burnaby to interview Sue Specht, her miraculous service dog, Sage and my Mom and I!! Sharon was interviewed with 'Ellie', a West Coast puppy in training to demonstrate how the puppies begin their journey and training with West Coast Assistance Teams. We shared personal, touching stories of how our lives have been enriched with the loyal support, love and independence that our service dogs enable us to enjoy. We now have the ability to take part in life, whereas before we suffered the nightmare of our debilitating disease that would paralyze us inside our homes and mental terror.

Our sincere and only wish is that someone out there, somewhere, who is suffering the dark despair of a mental disability may feel hope after seeing our story.

I am always here for you, your friend Rosie! See how pretty I look for the camera! Lynn and Carl from Global TV made us all so comfortable and there was laughter, fun and tender tears during our taping session. I felt right at home and so did all the members of my West Coast Family.

Very special thanks and hugs to Carl for showing Donny the camera and making us all feel like we were at a warm family gathering! Donny was thrilled with the attention Carl showed him and the attentive time he took to teach him about the television camera. A future television camera man is in the making!

Sage and his owner Sue traveled by bus, from Vernon, to the lower mainland for this very special taping. They did this to reach out to you. This was no easy task for this very special team. Sue was previously not able to even go out on her balcony. For this team to travel so far by bus is nothing short of a miracle! I am SO PROUD of them! We were nervous when the interview's began, (it is television!) Lynn is the sweetest person and put us at ease in moments. It is extremely difficult to remember traumatic moments that trigger pain. Lynn took the time to understand, she has that way about her. I will never forget her kindness and empathy towards our very sensitive and emotional interview. Lynn wanted to help others as we did, her smile and tender soul will always hold a very special place in my heart.

Off to the Sky train we went after taping the interviews at West Coast Assistance Team's office in Burnaby. A short stroll to the station and a very special first trip for Sue and Sage to Metrotown Station! Their first trip on the sky train~ They did wonderful!! Carl was taping with Ryan showing us the way and we had permanent smiles the whole trip!! (Stay tuned to Global TV for our sky train journey!). The whole trip took maybe twenty minutes, a small moment in time to other passengers but a miracle to people like us, or maybe you, that would be terrified to embark on such a journey.

A trip like this may have put Sue in a major panick attack. I know Sue was battling her disease the entire time but Sage was their to help her cope and her bravery emerged with Sage by her side.

Sue, Sage, Mom and I returned to the West Coast Office victorious!! We all enjoyed a well deserved rest and settled for a relaxing snooze before going home.

Delhi and Shonna joined us for a visit after the taping. They are a wonderful team! How nice to enjoy a comfortable snooze with beloved friends!

Delhi is the sweetest dog I know and her owner Shonna is a wonderful person. We had a great visit with them and enjoyed the companionship of West Coast's dedicated Teams.

Miracles CAN happen with these amazing service dogs. Rosie and I experience these miracles every day. This was a very special day when we could share with the world how our very special service dogs can give independence to the mentally disabled. No longer do I fear the dark, my Rosie awakens me with the light of her kisses and joy of her soul. The comfort and ease in her eyes makes my world calm and serene. Her ever constant presence is my fluffy pillow where I can put my mind to rest.

I have had the greatest gift of Sue and Sage who have been staying at my house. We have shared many horrible memories but also the understanding of our disability. I now know I am not alone and with our loving dogs by our side we are conquering every abusive memory we share. It is so incredible, and hard to describe but we may be discussing horrendous abuse at one moment and then hugging our dogs and going for a walk the next.

We are brave souls and our dogs give us the unconditional love, calmness and peace that medicines cannot. We still need our pills to stay stable but the stability and independence our service dogs give us is beyond any therapy, they are our life and we live through them. I will NEVER forget this healing experience. The love, support, friendship and unique understanding of Sue and Sage staying at my house. I do not have to explain anything to them, they know. We can live our lives with our dogs, we can make it.

We want you to know this hope and love.

A few photo's of our very special day with Lynn, Carl and Global TV. I could not imagine a more relaxing, fun, caring and dedicated day to help people that suffer from a mental disability. The warmth and respect for those like myself that need to reach out to others and let them know they are NOT alone was evident and tenderly foremost to all involved.

These very special photographs courtesy of Ryan Hill. His professional and heartwarming photo's are extremely appreciated by Rosie and I for her blog. Thank you Ryan for your wonderful pictures of West Coast Assistance Teams day with Global TV. You capture the love and spirit of our happiness. You also capture the souls and unconditional love of our service dogs.

My Mom would like to express her love for Sharon for her endless dedication, hard work and open heart towards her when she feels sad or overwhelmed. Sharon's hugs understand the pain and she dedicates her life to soften that pain for us and many other people, everywhere. Thank you Sharon, you are my mentor and the most giving person I have ever met, I love you very much.

Today Lynn and her camera man Sergio returned to my house for some final shots that will be on Global TV! We all again felt the warmth of her smile and tender ways, she is a very special person and I will admire her always. I am going to miss my new buddy Sage and Mom will miss her new friend Sue as they are returning to Vernon in a few days. The world awaits us and I know with me by Mom's side we will be able to visit them this summer. Adventures await us, life is a highway that we now travel. For everyone that shared love, laughter, tears and heart warming personal moments this very special week, puppy love and tail wags!

We sang 'Life is a Highway' on the way home that day, what a fitting song! Time to relax and have some fun with my friend Sue, who knows me like no one else ever will. Sue, I love you so very much and Sage brings brings me out of the darkness with true laughter from my very soul!

There is a light in that dungeon of darkness, there is a key to unlock the chains of mental pain. See us and see hope, we may never be free of our demons but their are angels that let you live life.

Much Love, life and especially from Rosie...

'Who You Are Makes a Difference'

WARMEST WISHES FOR A VERY ROSIE CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY 2011!

2010-12-14T00:21:00.000-08:00

Hello loved friends and cherished family. I cannot believe another year is coming to an end! I've missed you all and now that Donny is on Christmas Break will have time to write over the holidays, I promise! Rosie has been my saving Angel more than ever since the summer and has been there for Donny and I through pain and joy. Rosie has gone to bed, it's after midnight and I'm so very tired. Sweet Dreams everyone, be good for Santa, I will be talking to you very soon to share Christmas adventures and much love!
Hugs and Woofs
Leanne and Rosie

It's October! Warm and Fuzzy... Oct.2, 2010

2010-10-03T01:04:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone..biggest Woof! Rosie here with my winter coat keeping me all warm and fuzzy. Not that I need it! It has been downright BALMY here on the West Coast! I must BRAG!! Mom is walking again! Not just to the park but to Safeway and beyond. She's coming back to life. I am so proud of her, the pain is less every day and I can feel the 'bounce' coming back in her step!
Oh, how much I love my Mom!
I know her road to recovery is not over, she will be battling Graves disease all her life, but the worst is over and I can't wait to be back with my West Coast Assistance friends!

This blog is about support and love. I need to woof you about some very special furry friends, (and human ones of course!), that have made it possible for Mom to make it through this last summer. The love of my life besides my Mom is Donny. He makes Mom laugh, cry, get frustrated and well...live her life! He is number one in my pack and I love to cuddle up with him on the couch!! Mom's reason for living, (beside's me of course!) is her son, Donny. He is a giggler! I love that he is mine!

There is one other furry little one who completes my family pack, Leeta. YES, HE'S A KITTY!..woof!
I love him all the same. When he jumps on Mom's bed, no matter how comfy I am, I pay him respect and get off the bed..jeez! I always sneak back on there later in the night! Leeta is not feeling so good lately, I know Mom is worried. I know everything about my small, loving, warm and fuzzy pack. We are very, very close.

My Mom has a twin sister! I see my Mom light up whenever she phones. This is another MOST special person that has helped Mom through this most painful summer. I get VERY excited..**WAGGING TAIL**, when Mom would pack up and say, 'Rosie, would you like to go see Kessa?'
Kessa is my very best friend! At first she scared me, (she is part wolf you know!), but soon, after my most polite manners, she became my best buddy! Tracy and Kessa were there all summer for Mom. Every day!

Kessa and I are waiting for a treat!! We spent many days at my Auntie's Tracy's this summer and she cared about Mom every second of every day. We went to the hospital with Auntie Tracy, went shopping with her, she filled every day of Mom's most ill times. What a loving pack I have!

My Auntie Tracy, Auntie Donna and my Donny, the most loving people to my Mom and Me. Mom thinks she did not do much this summer because of her illness but I know she did! She loved her family and family, (my beloved pack), loved her right back!!

There are SO many more fuzzy warm souls that made this summer one to always remember. When I was broken and at the hospital, without my Mom, there was a very special little soul who made my Mom laugh. I want to say thank you to Ellie. She is one of West Coast Assistance Teams pups in training. Ellie loved my Mom like only a puppy can and I would like to say, 'Big, wagging tail, Ellie and big kisses!'.

Bad things happened this summer, sickness, injury, and isolation due to pain. You know? This could of been the summer of total breakdown for us! I would NEVER let this happen! Neither would Sharon and Ryan, who are there for us in a second! When I was attacked and had to be in the hospital and away from my Mom, they were there. They were there all night long! Their are no words for them but angels. They brought Mom and I together, they save lives. I hope they know how much we love and respect them. I hate to think of Mom that night without me, and she doesn't like to remember being at the hospital when they took me away.
Without Sharon, Ryan and Mel, she would have surely fallen down that black hole.West Coast Assistance Teams, I love you so much!!

Mom couldn't walk much this summer. She found comfort on line with Sharon and Ryan, always there if she needed anything. Mel is always there too, and she LOVES to brush me! Thanks Mel! When Mom could not walk, we cuddled up and read those great books you brought, very quiet special times.
There is a member of West Coast Teams that I must make special mention of! This is Sue and her service dog Sage. I can't wait to meet Sage!!! Mom and Sue type away for hours to each other and have since they first met online! I hear her giggle and laugh, and there she goes again! I know these two have a very special, loving relationship and want to thank them for being there for Mom.

West Coast Teams are special indeed! They are 'gifts' of life. They heal, comfort and make you smile. I am a very proud member of this family. Mom has never in her life had this kind of infinite support and love. Without all of your love, (and me!), she would have shriveled and died this summer. It was rough. What enabled my treasured little pack to love and laugh through this last summer? You all did, thank you from the bottom of my puppy heart!

Love you all so much my friends! Looking forward to a fabulous fall and life with Mom!

This post is for all of you, and your endless support.

'Who I am Makes a Difference!'

Morning Dew Sparkles and Roses Sept. 21, 2010

2010-09-21T11:44:00.000-07:00

This will be a very long day. It is coming up six am, the house is very still. My kitty is sick and begging to be let outside, he is and has always been an outside wanderer from the very first day I rescued him from his little prison at the clinic. He's my long time buddy and I know he would go crazy if not allowed outside. I will keep a worried vigil at my back door until he returns.

It's dark outside, my days have become nights adjusting to the new medicine for Graves Disease.I am out of cigarettes. I will wait for the light and take a very early morning walk to the store that I am nervous about. Rosie will be with me. She will get me to the store and I can watch her happy trot at receiving such a gift as this early walk! She is watching me from the couch, attentive to my every mood and action, my loving friendly shadow.

Coffee is ready and I am going to need it because I have not slept yet. It is going to be a very long day. I can hear the world waking up outside. The odd car goes bye and I wish the morning light would hurry up! Another cup of coffee, (caffeine is kicking in!), a quick note to my son in case he wakes up, open bedroom window for my kitty, where is he anyway? Breakfast for my angel Rosie and let's get this very strange, disorientating walk over with so I can continue to write! I have not posted in SO long, the past few months have been very hard, so very sedated. Talk to you soon, wish us luck. I have missed you all very much!

8:00 AM
We are home! What an opposite world it is now than a few hours ago! Although, I feel very surreal because of no sleep . The 6 am java has worn off to a sickly feeling in my stomach. I cannot eat for hours after my thyroid pill, I must eat after my antidepressants, hence the feeling of nausea. Leeta kitty is home! Donny is still dreaming of Star Trek adventures, Goldie the fish dozing in his dark aquarium, all is how it should be.
Our trek in the twilight was eerie, deserted and filled with the sounds of silence. Lack of sleep had my senses in high alert and the sound of someone following us was, in reality, only the sound of a rock in my running shoe.

This is the time of evening's goodbye, when I always imagine I am the only person left in the world. The traffic lights change for empty roads.

The park and the trees scurry to capture the dawn's first light and I wonder where all the people of earth have gone. When my head begins to devour my thoughts like this I know what to do. Rosie is my 'reality anchor'. I stop to hug her and notice morning's dewdrops sparkling on her nose, she makes me laugh!

We've made it to Safeway. This feat is a victory for me! My legs only became pillars of stone about the third block of this morning's journey, only a squeaking of sharp pain in my lower back. Last week my back would have been screaming. One step forward, two steps back. Recovery from thyroid ablation is very, very slow! My world became very small and thank God Rosie was in it.

Since May when I was 'nuked' I have learned who are my true supporters and angels in my life. I have lost relationships and am a stronger, better person to myself for losing them. I have gained closer, wiser and more loving relationships with friends and family. I relish every second of life that Rosie and I spend with these miraculous people. Sharon, Ryan, Mel, Donna and my treasured sister, Tracy, I am sincerely in awe of the love and support from you these last few months. Rosie and I love you so very much! Like the dew sparkles on Rosie's nose, you make my life sparkle. You make me smile and are there when when we really need someone. Thank you for being there to keep me strong and more importantly, for being there when we both became weak. Sparkle on dewdrops!

I was not the only one feeling pain this summer. My angel girl Rosie also endured pain after an attack and bite from another dog. She received a puncture wound at her joint and spent the afternoon and night in the veterinary clinic.When Rosie bled, my heart bled. She was sedated, sutured and on antibiotics for ten days.
How my soul tried to be brave when the doctor took her away from me. I lost myself and the world literally began to spin out of control. If not for Sharon, Ryan and Mel, who stayed with me the entire night, I would have surely died inside.
We picked up Rosie at 4:30 am. She was swaying back and forth, foggy eyed and wore the cone around her neck. To see her like that was so terribly wrong. Mel stayed with me into the next day and we took care of Rosie. We have been even closer since that excruciating night, I was able to give Rosie what she gives to me every day, love to heal and a hand, (paw), to hold when life hurts.

Rosie glowed with her constant charm on our trip this morning! The security guard outside of Safeway wanted to chat about Collies, barking dogs, and just about everything when he saw us. Rosie has this effect on people, and with her by my side, I forgot how tired I was.
We carried on after buying cigarettes and Leeta kitty food to avoid that look of disgust that Leeta gives me when he only has dry food! A short stop at the gas bar for Rosie's special cookie that they always have for her and we are finally headed home!
The sky was no longer grey and alien. It was blue!

The sun began to shine and I felt that everyone I saw in this bright light must know that I had been up all night! I felt kinda messy! No one really knew, besides, they just wanted to smile at Rosie and wish us a cheery good morning. Rosie is always more than happy to wag her tail and wish everyone a good day!

This will not be a very long day! Thank you Rosie for showing me the way out of the dark and into the sunshine. I see the sparkling morning dew playing on your nose, you make me laugh, you give me life, my gentle loving rose.

Rosie has confiscated my pillow and settled in for a well deserved snooze!

We love that you have shared these morning hours with us, thank you with hugs and tail wags! We have missed saying hello and sharing our days. Goodnight for a few hours, Rosie and I have much to do this afternoon! Before shutting your eyes tonight, Rosie would like you to say to yourself....

'Who I am Makes A Difference'

Summer Love From Rosie July 2010

2010-07-11T23:13:00.000-07:00

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Being alone with Rosie, The Summer of Reflection and Healing...

2010-06-30T22:23:00.001-07:00

Hi everyone!! Biggest WOOFS from Rosie!! It has been SO long since our last post, well here ya go! Rosie is so happy and helping me so much! I have been quite ill lately and will be for all this summer,,blah!..but Rosie is with me...all will be good. Just going to have to rest and take the summer to reflect and heal..

Watching my 'kid' makes me happy. My illness, with my thyroid is going to keep me home this summer. I am going to enjoy EVERY second with Rosie. EVERY SINGLE SECOND!! Every blade of summer grass, every laugh of a child that is off school for the summer, every bug that my kitty Leeta bobs around.
I just about lost my Leeta. He got hit by a car or something! The SPCA people came to my door so I know that someone I know hurt him. Who ever called the SPCA knew where i lived and made the call. Leeta is ok now..I am not..to see your beloved animal, swollen and in inentse pain is so hard. My poor Leeta, he is ok now, thank god. Rosie would not eat Leeta's food on the floor or drink kitty's water when he was at his worst, Rosie knew!
And, Rosie knew his Mom was sick.
I could not be within 4 feet of anyone for a week due to a radiation treatment. My biggest worry was Rosie!! She knew, she knows everything. She kept a lead of at least 4 feet at out romps to the park. I did not even have to tell her. My son attached her leash and then I took it about 4 ft away...she knew everything.... everything!!! Rosie is so smart, she knows me now..I know her, and I miss her SO MUCH!....
I had the most wonderful hug from my son, Rosie and Leeta. This hug was the most magical and sparkling hug I had ever had. I had waited for this hug and anticipated it for a week...a very, very, every, long isolated week.
This hug was the warmest, most sparkling, most comforting pillow soft feather swooshing, warmest,
perfectly toasted marshmallow contentment, I have ever felt in my life. It's really good when you don't have it for awhile!!

My darln Rosie is with me every second. I will not be doing anything this summer with my best friends, West Coast Assistance Teams. I will be very sad about that. I am crying right now about that. And I am so sorry that I cant be involved. I already feel my emotions and physical health on a downward spiral. This is the way it must be, dam thyroid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. dam disease. Graves disease, in my research can cause mood swings. HAHAHAHA..SORRY, BUT..have been battling that crap all my life.
It strikes me so strange that I have a disease that affects my moods, and a disease that is treated with radiation that can take up to a year to totally destroy my thyroid. My moods are going crazy, (as always), and the doctors believe me!! THE DOCTORS BELIEVE ME!!! wow! It only took a gland in my body that was way out of wack to make them listen..hmmmmm...whatever.

There is one being who believes me all the way, no matter what...morning, day, night..anytime..my angel, my Rosie. My best friend, the one I can always count on, and oh my goodness is she waking me up in the morning!! There would be no morning without my Rosie girl, thank you darling, lets go to the park.
I cant go very far these days, Rosie does not care, the park is her paradise, and she makes it mine.
I love you Rosie girl

YOUR PLEDGES MEANT SO MUCH! THANK YOU FROM ROSIE!

2010-06-06T22:04:00.000-07:00

Thank you so much for all your wonderful pledges to West Coast Assistance Teams!

Unfortunately, my Mom, Donny and I were not able to attend because of Mom's recent health issues. Our hearts were there and we wish to thank Sharon and Ryan for all the wonderful pictures! They made Mom and I feel so included and important! (If you would like a close up of me or any of my furry friends, just click on the pic!)

Enjoy the pictures and video, Mom and I sure did! West Coast Assistance Teams, with your pledges raised $5,046.00!!! Thank you from all our puppy hearts for sharing so much love!

My buddies and I will make sure people are helped with our love and expertise! THAT is a promise. We will make life better and brighter for people in need.

Here is the West Coast gang at the run! Mom, Donny and I SO missed being there and are sad that we could not attend. We are EXTREMELY PROUD of West Coast,you, and all our friends for doing such a wonderful job. Look how happy everyone is! Thanks again to Sharon and Ryan for the wonderful pics, LOVE YOU GUYS!

Ryan has created a video on Youtube! Just go to Youtube and enter west coast rotary seawalk You cant help but feel good if you watch it! Great work Ryan! Mom couldn't help but sing along and smile!

Donny would like to thank his awesome Dad, Grammie in Kelowna, his Grammie's friend Avis, his Auntie Ti Ti, Auntie Donna, Auntie Katheren, and his most special friends and teacher Val, from Traditional Learning Academy for their heartfelt pledges. Donny so appreciates your help and wants other 'Moms' to be helped like his Mom was. Woof! Donny you rock!

All of you who so lovingly pledged will help West Coast Assistance Teams train and place dogs like Ellie! Isn't she beautiful! She will be placed with someone who so needs her so that they may live their life with independence, freedom and confidence. You go Ellie girl!

I must go check on Mom, she wants to post soon on her recent health issues so you all know why we are spending alot of time at home lately. It has been a rough ride for Mom, with my help she is feeling better and we hope to be involved with our 'angels', West Coast Assistance Teams as soon as we can!

Take Care everyone, smile at someone everyday, because...

'Who I am Makes a Difference'

Hugs and Woofs

Leanne and Rosie

A NEW CHALLENGE FOR ROSIE, THE PHYSICAL PAIN AND SHE RISES TO THE CHALLENGE!

2010-05-20T01:28:00.000-07:00

This post is from me, Leanne, and not from Rosie, ( my son Donny and her are taking a well deserved rest)

I MUST tell you how Rosie has helped me with something new in my life, physical pain. This physical pain seems like it comes from another planet than the pain from my monsters of the mind. Very different, very real and tactile. The tests at the hospital, the very REALITY of it all is, almost, to me, too easily communicated to the medical profession.
My only wish is that someday people like myself may be helped, so believed, so acknowledged, so tested and diagnosed without a doubt for our mental disorders that so affect our lives. I cannot help but compare at this time in my life. My physical disease is cut and dry, maybe not to the doctors with their scans and varying degrees of prognosis, but to me there is no fight to get my pain across, they already know. I wish they knew what I have been trying to make them understand for all my life, the pain of my mind.

Rosie and I are beginning a new chapter of my life, one of physical pain, many tests and hospital visits. We are strong! Rosie was right by my side for some test at the nuclear medicine department at Surrey Memorial Hospital. The technicians and doctors LOVED her gentle way and behaved manner. She was welcomed with open arms and I am sure will be for future tests I am going to. What comfort and calmness with Rosie by my side! Rosie entered my mind and calmed it, this was just another new experience with Mom. The entire nuclear medicine department petted her and showed us pictures of their dogs on their cell phones!! I previously worked in hospitals all my life, I can't help but think that Rosie and I are so at ease in hospitals that this disease will be something Rosie and I will face together, we can do it, together.

Rosie was right beside the gamma camera and all these radioactive tests with me..(it's ok, the radioactive stuff was inside me, no danger to Rosie or my son Donny.)

Rosie and I spent a most GLORIOUS weekend with my twin sister and her best friend, 'Kess', (my sister's husky wolf cross), to celebrate our 50th birthday! Rosie and I , (Rosie is near 56 herself!), have discovered that these ARE the best years of our life! There is a calming peace that comes with this birthday, a soul awakening, a pristine time in life. Rosie and I are soaking in every moment of it and every moment feels very, very special, yea 50!

Whatever life is going to present to us now, we are ready. I have had Rosie for close to 2 years now, we are connected, and become more so every day. I do know that with her, whatever life throws at me, I can handle. Before I had Rosie, I could not. There was no hope, no tomorrow, no angel to lead me to the future. Do you see what an amazing change a service dog can make? I hope so.

I write this blog to my best friend, my loving shadow that is always there, my furry companion that knows me, my constant companion that gives me that look wherever I go, ' love you, you are everything to me', my angel, Rosie.
Rosie says this to me with every blow of the wind, and wants you to say it to yourself...
'Who I Am Makes A Difference'

IT ONLY GETS BETTER FROM HERE!! MAY 2010

2010-05-14T12:40:00.000-07:00

HAPPY 50TH MOM! THE BEST YEARS ARE YET TO COME WITH ME BY YOUR SIDE!

I KNOW YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER IN LIFE!

LETS GO OUT IN THE SUN AND CELEBRATE!

ALL MY LOVE AND LOYALTY ALWAYS,

YOUR ANGEL,

ROSIE

THERE IS DARK YET ALWAYS HOPE AND SUNSHINE FOR MY MOM! HAPPY MOTHERS DAY MAY 2010

2010-05-08T22:38:00.000-07:00

A Dark day and My Shining Star

(With all our love to Shayla, another shining star for me,you must shine on, be strong for me)

Inside is grungy, dirty, not done, so much to do.
Shame for the chores not done, my voice says, ’MUST DO!’

I see disgusting, dirt, I see the shame, not only dishes but swarms of pain, guilt, and you are bad, so worthless.

Rosie’s eyes are warm, her white glowing mane, promising, I love you Rosie.
The guilt, the shame for what I am
The face I show is an embarrassing sham.
But she knows and does not care,
about my clothes or dirty hair.
I am consumed with dishes and dirt, how could I be so bad?

She looks at me, she knows I am sad.
And in her look she warms me so,
I love you no matter what, she lets me know
I need you Rosie.
We walked today for many miles, dirty hair, no shower, my head down to hide my shame,
She shakes her white and glowing mane.
Rosie says,
“Outside I am free”
Outside with Rosie,
People smile, I smile and talk

Return home, hurry! Stop the talk,
And then I return, afraid to rot.

I return, to face the fear,
And feel that the darkness will reappear, it’s here.
It is never really gone, till the day and lightness make it clear.
And so pristine, and for a moment I am here.
So sharp and clear is the world, so refreshing is the wind,
I spread my arms to take it in, to fly.

These days are few, maybe two a year. I remember fondly but soon forget, how lovely and clear and light it feels, and then regret. Now, the heavy, dark in mind and body that is my life. Except for the release of that day, the CLEAR DAY, oh how I wish, I could get that back..

It is so shameful, I must hide! Life is hidden. My life without Rosie is hidden.

Its suppertime, Rosie brings me my pill, maybe there is hope.
My mind teases none, for you? Nope.
Maybe tomorrow I will clear the dirt from my mind, my house,
Not fear my life, not hide like a mouse.
Every day, every day, the next day, is tomorrow, for clearing the mess, everyday is a day to only hide, sleep, rest. My home where I write, my home should be still.
My home is only the place for a pill. Tomorrow is time to clean and refresh, tomorrow is time to be caught in the mesh.
Of promises I make to be good to myself.

My son smiles at me, I love him, the joy in his eyes

Little boy’s smiles hold truth and no lies

I love you Donny.
Rosie plops down, in front of me content
Gone is the day of sidewalks, cement.

Miles walked today, mind rest and stay,
I ponder and try to push negative away
My family is happy, dark thoughts go astray
A cigarette,
A donut,
An outlet,
Anything not to feel, don’t fret, go away
Come back to Rosie, she knows the way.

From my heavy heart, Rosie does lift,
I can belong with my heaven’s gift.

Without her, there is no white glowing mane, no friend, constant companion through the pain.
I love you Rosie, thank you for being with me
You never question, forever, loyally.
My shadow through the dark and the light
Without you, I would give up the fight.
I just went upstairs, there she is and a pet
She does not understand my guilt
For challenges not met.

Thank you my friend for all that you are
My angel, my friend, my shining star.

To My Mom (the most special human one!)

Happy Mom’s Day and my most loving Woof! For you my paws write this poem, I love you most for your heart that is my forever, loving home.

Recently so clear to me, my mom is feeling low
She sleeps a lot, her chores not done, her pace is very slow.
Something is different about her, something is not the same,
It’s not her mind but the way she walks, she moves as if in pain.
We have been to sterile new places, where I watch her talk,
To people in white, and there is a struggle in her walk.
I stay closer now, I look so closely at her face
She always leans down for a furry embrace.

Mom is not sad but sleepy, and after I am fed,
She warily lies down, beside me in her bed.
My Mom, she smiles at me and our routine is just the same,
Except for things she cannot do because she’s feeling pain.
I wish I could talk, during our walk
But in a way I always do,
I understand what she needs is a nudge, a warm look to her face that says ‘I love you”.
My wagging tail, and happy woof! A place for her to hide,
If only for a moment from the noise and world outside.

We walked today and talked, many miles out in the sun,
She is hurting now and very tired, the day for Mom is done.
There is something changed about my Mom
She struggled and lost her energy today in the sun.
Whatever new, whatever pain, whatever needs to be done,
We understand together, together we are one.

I love her for the bond we share, the bond that grows and grows,
And now it seems so easy, to know what each other knows.
Together Mom and I conquered the monsters of her mind, and we won
Together Mom and I will conquer the physical and not only walk but run.
There is a purpose for everyone, a reason for living, and everything done.

Mom and I in the sun, often we not only walk, but often we fly
Often we are so free that we hear the eagles cry.

Mom and I are headed for the hospital where she must drink some nuclear dye,
I'll be there with her, in case she might cry.

Thank You for listening, YOU have to know,

"Who I am Makes a Difference"

Special Love to 'Shayla' who needs to know we love her so much. You are my sunshine girl, even though you feel dark, have been there and you must know, there is light to come, and it is because of you. If you give up, the sunshine will be gone from my life, i love you and if your love of photography was ever gone from my life, (and donny's, young buddy photographer that LOVES your photo's), my life would be missing sunshine and talent. I love you girl, you make a difference.

POEMS AND THOUGHTS FROM THE HEART..LISTEN CLOSE..

2010-04-23T02:08:00.000-07:00

Hi my very special friends and family! Rosie here..a little bit about my background. My dad was 'Sneakers', No Collie could compare to my special Dad..he was a Champion beyond champions in this word and beyond. Everyone misses him and always will, he holds a place in so many hearts, I am proud and sad that I will never see his royal presence again in my life.
My mom had the pleasure of meeting him with me and we were humbled by my dad's royal and larger than life presence. Like Mufasa in the Lion King, Simba, (my Rosie will make his Dad proud), and carry on the legacy of gentleness, loyalty and friendship that makes collies what they are...thank you for your eyes, your ever present warmth and love. Thank you Cheryl for your poem..I see Rosies Dad, Sneakers in everything she does, she looks like him, she has his loyalty.she does!!! The Collie will love you like no other..thank you Cheryl for this heartfelt poem..

The Soul of a Collie

The soul itself professes to be
seen thru the eye of a true Collie.
The liquid pools of pure delight,
the mischief shining thru so bright.
The saucy ears that seem to talk,
the tail that wags, expecting a walk.
The paw that pats as if to say...
"Let's go out, it's a beautiful day!"
the glistening coat, the tiny feet
the Collie expression that looks so sweet.
A lifted brow, that queried glance,
the gentle follower, without askance.
Protector of children, watcher of sheep,
brave without question, alert while asleep.
Quick of wit, and wiser yet,
willing companion for show or pet.
This and more shall profess to be,
The heart and soul of a true Collie.

Cheryl Ellis, 1990

HI WONDERFUL FRIENDS AND FAMILY!! SOME INFO RE SEAWALK RUN!

2010-04-20T15:49:00.000-07:00

Thank you for contacting my Mom about pledges for our Sea walk with the Rotary Club of West Vancouver! I've noticed there is some confusion as to where to donate pledges to as there is no contact listed on the website. so Woof!! Hope this helps!

My Mom, (love her), has the pledge sheet for West Coast Assistance Teams, (thats me and my furry team mates!). You can send her a cheque at this address:

Leanne Bazinet
#3 - 13927 68th Avenue
Surrey, BC V3W 2G9

Cheques are to be made payable to 'Rotary Club of West Vancouver' with a memo 'for West Coast Assistance Teams'
If you would like to pay us directly, you can do that too!

We will record your pledge on our pledge sheet and after the event the Rotary Club returns all our pledges to West Coast Assistance Teams. Please don't hesitate to call me at (604) 593-0514 with any questions, (I will let Mom answer the phone!), resting my paws!

Thank you just does not seem enough for helping! I promise to walk with my head and tail head high and make you proud! Mom will take pictures of the smiles, laughter and joy you create...sniff and woof.
Love you all,
More than ever,
'Who I am Makes A Difference'

Rosie

ROSIE NEEDS YOUR HELP! APRIL 19, 2010

2010-04-19T20:45:00.000-07:00

I am so excited! Mom and I are going to walk the seawall in West Vancouver! I can hardly contain my paws!

Our first event with West Coast Assistance Teams this year will be so much fun and can make a world of difference to someone who needs a specially trained dog like me! Mom and I will be doing the 5K walk with our beloved West Coast friends who change lives every day. Check out the website, woof!
http://seawalkrun.com to see what an exciting event this is!

All proceeds received from our pledges will go to West Coast Assistance Teams to train dogs to change lives! My Mom asked me to ask you to please help with a pledge for our walk! We want to give back to our West Coast Assistance Teams friends so that they can help people who truly need angels like me! Even a small amount can help a person out of the dark and give them the precious miracle of a service dog! So many are in need and West Coast Assistance Teams gives of their heart and soul to help, they did for Mom and I. Mom is shedding a happy tear from her heart for the chance to be a part of this miracle. I shed a doggy tear too!

We need you to make a difference. You can contact Mom at lunbaz@hotmail.com or give her a call at 604-593-0514 with any questions. I will wag my tail with every pledge and I know my tail will be wagging nonstop! Our pledge sheet is ready! All we need is you.

There will be pictures next blog of this event and I cannot wait to get walking to help disabled people have a whole world opened up to them with the assistance of a service dog! How far away this would have been for Mom if not for me. It would have been a dream to do the things she has done. Please pledge and make dreams happen.
"Who I am Makes a Difference"
Love Always,
Your furry friend,
Rosie

ROSIE GOES FLYING!! March 2010

2010-03-20T20:37:00.000-07:00

Hugs and woofs everyone! I have missed you all so much and apologize with my wagging tail for so long between posts. Mom has taken me EVERYWHERE and beyond! She has had her ups and downs lately including a new health problem. We were definitely UP on our trip to Prince George, I was right beside my Mom on the airplane!! WEEEE!! (actually I slept the whole way..YAWN!) I noticed when I was carrying my food dish for breakfast that it seemed lighter..hmmmm? Mom is no longer taking her anti-anxiety medicine! WOW! I am SO proud of her! We travelled 500 miles together! I am such a great service dog you know!

That is us on the airplane, ready for take off! Look how happy Mom is!! Thank you Jazz Air for taking such good care of us! There was plenty of room for me to curl up under the seat, I fell asleep for the whole trip! YAWN! This was a small airplane and an even smaller one on the way back. We sailed through security and everyone was so nice! Ahem..I do attract crowds and loved every pet and smile I got! Mom was so calm but my Auntie Ti Ti was a little nervous when we hit some turbulence. I flashed her a comforting smile and she felt much better.

I just could not stop my tail from wagging! What an adventure and victory for my Mom! A couple of years ago she could not even leave her house, now she is on an airplane flying to Prince George! Gotta love her! We touched down up north and I shook off my fuzzy nap. Prince George was lovely! The air so crisp like sheets dried in the wind. A windy sunny day greeted us to the north, but no snow! Woof! I wanted to get my paws in the cold white stuff and I did when we travelled 45 minutes out of Prince George to Murch Lake. Fun!! The smells were heavenly!! Bears, deer, SNOW! Hey Mom, havn a GREAT time, I know you are too! We settle in our motel room and freshened up, (YUM, snacks and that lovely northern water), to explore my Mom's hometown. A lovely walk in the beaming sunshine as we laughed about the grey, slushy weather back home!

Oh, and that is RUSH HOUR by the way! So quiet and almost eerie! We hardly looked before crossing the street. We felt a warm endearing culture shock, good for the soul. The native people in Prince George were SO friendly as everyone was, they adored me. Mom was never questioned as to her condition or told she could not bring me in to the resteraunts, subway, Wendy's, Civic Centre, anywhere! The only question she had to answer was, 'can I pet your dog?'. Needless to say, I received more friendly pets than ever before! Love you too Prince George! I have NEVER seen Mom so relaxed, remember no anxiety meds, happy and at home. She made it her first priority to find me a potty spot and make me comfy too. Not hard to do in such serene surroundings. The 'flashiest' place in PG was the Civic Center. Awesome totem poles and native culture. There was no one there, no one! Quiet, peacefull, room to breathe and stretch, we must have walked for miles!

Look at the crowds, woof! Mom and I posed by the totem poles and soaked in the space, so much space!
We met my Auntie's real estate agent Margaret to go look at some property at Murch Lake, and I am so happy to say that my Auntie has closed the deal and now owns the property. Big woof!! I love it there! Margaret was so nice and gave me the whole back seat of her car, I was a very good girl and curled up for a relaxing ride to the lake. These people make me feel so at home! We arrived at the pristine lake after Margaret was nice enough to cruise around to show my Auntie and Mom their old house and neighbourhood. I hear my Mom say how everything looked so small! The 'giant' mountain Mom remembers is just a hill, Caunaut Hill..heehee. Prince George has grown but the downtown where we stayed was just the same, not a thing changed Mom said! I got to play in the snow! Murch Lake was so much fun! The air felt soft and I have never heard the sound of complete silence. Magic moments for me and Mom, she would not be experiencing this without me and I would not without her. We sparkled like the shimmering snow with it's gift from the sun. We are magic me and my Mom and so is life together.

I think I am a snow dog! I am definitely a northern dog, I love the air and the peaceful feeling I get looking at my Mom and feeling us connect. The north was a place for us to become even closer and we did. We became a part of the land as my Mom's grandfather owned 160 acres before he died. We took pictures by the farm and I felt my Mom become complete. I did not want to be anywhere else in the world that day but beside her! What a team we are! Life is full of miracles and magic places for us! I wonder what Mom did before me, I think she just did not. Woof! I love life with her!

Murch Lake is a place for the soul to rest, I cant wait to take my Mom back there! We walked on the snowmobile tracks and when Mom went off the track she sunk to her knees in snow! Anxiety attack? NO..we laughed! I stood bye as Mom pulled herself to the trail.
We said goodbye to our beloved Murch Lake and pondered when we could come back. Now I know we can! Yea Auntie Ti Ti!! You have a piece of heaven.

After our full day of emotions and sparkly snow we headed back to our motel room for a well deserved rest! I was ever loyal to my mom and checked on her in the bathroom. Ya ok Mom?

I need to make sure my Mom is ok at all times! I will be loyal and committed wherever we are in the world to her well being, that is my job! What a wonderful job to have, especially with this trip! I was pooped after our busy day!! I stretched out on the queen size bed and even went over to visit my Auntie on her bed for a comforting cuddle! I never slept so good, CRASHED!!

Homebound! The plane turned and flew right over the ocean! I could tell Mom was quite nervous looking at all that water! Even in my sleep I know she needed me. I looked up and gave her my, 'all is good' look. With a pet and a smile she was calm, we are so in tune with each other now! I even got patted down by security in Prince George on the way home, it was fun! I wagged my tail and gave kisses while the nice security guard human patted down my service cape, she was so kind to me! We DID see a bear..haha..but only in the PG airport, so of course posed for a pic! Smoke break in the wind at PG airport, I loved the wind, and looked so pretty in it I might add!

Mom wants to thank with enormous gratitude to Jazz airlines and all the security people, stewardess's, (the one on the way home was HALARIOUS!), Captains, Days Inn personnel, (especially Laura! you rocked!), taxi drivers, (I jumped in the trunk when Mom and Auntie put their luggage in their, you are not leaving me behind!haha..all had a GREAT laugh!), and everyone we met up north. You made our stay so memorable! Special thanks to the lady, dont know who you are but you saved us getting off the plane and not being able to get another flight till the next day!, who was severely allergic to long haired dogs..thats me! You made it clear to the supervisor who was quite upset at not being informed of your condition that it was ok. Mom was very tired and had a very long trip home, much thanks! Big woof! To the airline attendant on the way home, you make us laugh so hard! Your joke about 'working like a dog, a service dog', was priceless! Mom is going to write the airlines a letter thanking them, yea Mom! We passed by soul-gentling landscape and the bright shining northern sun that warmed our faces with the northern air adding comfort and softness.

The trip home from PG was a much welcomed, want to go home flight. I was a little squooshed as it was a smaller plane, but so comfy! We had a wonderful discussion with the airline attendant regarding service dogs in the bulkhead. She even took the whole flight to look up the regulations and told us how concerned she was that if we dropped 1000 feet that I might go flying around if in the bulkhead! She cared so much and I kept looking at her, which she announced on the speaker to all the passengers!! Just doing my job and keeping an eye on all who love me!

WHOA!! Makn the turn...Mom needed a couple of comforing pets...all fun!

A couple of twisty turns in the airplane and we are home!! A bittersweet return, but now that my Auntie has the land I can take Mom there! With me she can go, and not only go but have the best time of her life. Just with me..no anxiety meds,,just me! Beautiful Mom, you are my hero.
Like the patchwork shape of the ground from our window on the plane, our lives have become connected like a complete jigsaw puzzle. I am honoured to be the part of the puzzle that makes you complete.

We flew over the water before touchdown on home ground! Flying over that huge mass of water was nerve racking! Not for me..remember I was napping! Mom gave me a nudge with her foot, a little stroke of my fur and thats all it took for her to video touchdown to mother earth!

Life is worth living! Go figure! My Mom and I are living it, sometimes not so much on a bad day but we have challenged opportunities and adventures and are victorious!! Every one in this world matters, you do. Without you in this world I would not have the joy of writing this blog, my paws are so busy with things to tell you! That is because you count, you make a difference. Thank you for listening, many more adventures to come!

I love you very much!
Remember,
"Who I Am Makes a Difference"

HAPPY VALENTINES FROM ROSIE!

2010-02-15T23:58:00.001-08:00

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Hi all you special people with the extra special miracle of having a service dog or..maybe you are thinking of dedicating your love and time to this most important and needed tool to help you with your disability.

It is not the answer to all your prayers, (just about!) You must learn everyday with your best friend what is right for you and what is right for them. Listen to people that know! Take advice and be willing to refresh what you have learned.

HI SHARON!!
YUP..she will tell me things I am doing wrong..because my dog is a Rough Collie. All our special friends have instincts, never forget your dog has instincts..they are dogs. and do not feel guilty for that..happens. SQUIRRELS HAPPEN!!
Sharon has reminded me that I need a refresher course..CANT WAIT!!

I will tell you I had a TOTAL PANIC ATTACK!!! I was gently,(as in we better be careful of this 'crazy' person, or get the strait jacket), escorted out of the clinic. People were scared of me! I was frightened of myself at this time! I am shaking and all of my tears and emotions are in ABSOLUTE CHAOS, IN PUBLIC!! Then reality changed.
It took two days and a healing, informative, calming conversation with Sharon to help me see the light! In all the panic I was not using my best friend, my medicine, my Rosie!!

With Rosie by my side I just assumed, (and we all know about that word), that people just knew what I needed. Just because she is THERE is not enough, I need to use my tool and learn how to help her help me.
Our service dogs, and us, need to remember to work together when this disease rears its ugly head. We can not believe that everyone knows what we think, just because we have become so comfortable with our dogs.

I have learned this lately,,and have been SO CONSUMED with service dog rights and people that have abused these rights...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! I put myself in this perfect scenario for high anxiety and loss of control.

I, ( and so easily done), in all my rights had lost sight of my beloved Rosie and most importantly what she is there to help me do. She is there to help me cope, to look into my eyes, if only I ask her too. It is so easy to know that your miracle is right by your side, to save you from your enemies..(ya..gets like that sometimes!).
Rosie need commands, structure, rules..I had forgotten that.
Oh my beautiful Rosie, that everyone loves and asks about..(sometimes I just want to shop and get home, I am so tired.)
We all need refreshers and reminders, every day is different and some people will just want to push your buttons. These are the times we need to absorb our medicine. This medicine, used correctly, is our intelligent, loyal service dogs. I know the next time this happens, and it will, I will use my Rosie and feel her comforting love. Love ya Rosie girl!

LOVE YOUR SPECIAL DOGS AND HAPPY VALENTINES TO ALL...LOVES..LOVES..LOVES.
You are very special, remember..
"Who I am Makes a Difference"

ANGER IS OUT THERE, IT HURTS, HUG YOUR DOG!

2010-01-29T01:23:00.000-08:00

I am hoping that this blog will help you when anger is directed at you. Cruel anger, uneducated anger, anger that there is nothing you can do about. I have had Rosie for close to two years now and never have I experienced such anger. The last week left me crying, confused and at a loss how to cope with people who would not listen. I now know this will happen, and be prepared, I was not, probably never will be. I just hope my experience in hell for me, might help you.

Safe in my bubble of my neighborhood that knows Rosie and I, I was not ready for the abuse, (and that is a very appropriate word), that we experienced this week. It leaves me sad, tired and frustrated at the uneducated world we live in!

Most of all, after all the anti-anxiety medicines I had to take after this week, I am tired and emotionally exhausted. I wanted to so give back the hurt that these people gave me, all in a big wave of 'why did you hurt me so much?' I wanted to so hurt them back..they crushed my very soul. My soul and Rosie were happy with our world, how could they be so ignorant and mean?

So exhausting is this week of people telling me that I cannot enter there store, that Rosie is dirty, being put out on the street waiting for them to give me a contact number, and knowing that they will let me wait out there for hours before even acknowledging I exist. I was nothing to people this week, neither was Rosie. I was SO ready to call the police, but called my safety net, Sharon and Ryan. They drove all the way from Burnaby to South Surrey to help me. They are your support, never be afraid to call them. They are hugs and professional.

I experienced severe anxiety, depression and low self confidence. 'Invisibe Disability,' will explode when an abusive situation happens. What emerged was my anger, for my being, for my rights, for my service dog. When someone is yelling and abusing you..you get scared, I did. Never did I forget my rights and called Sharon and Ryan. Even the people at my son's school were so concerned they went to talk to this person and came back very upset and concerned as to my rights and safety. Sadly, even this special person from my son's school came back frustrated and hurt.

Thank you TLA..you are so close to my heart..(my son's school!) Thank you Sharon and Ryan, for your support when needed.

If you hurt me with your ignorance of the law to insult the only thing that has allowed me my independence and life.. I just lose my patience! I try...to educate, I show my BC Government Guide Act certificate and stay calm. This I have done so many times and educated so many people, hundreds!

All this week people did not listen, did not want to see the law, pushed me away with a wave of there hand like I was nothing. My disability, my rights, my miracle Rosie, was dirt beneath their feet. They ignored me and would not be educated.

My rights as a human being, (as I have just become accustomed too thanks to Rosie),were shattered. Again I was the little girl, in trouble, being abused, afraid, losing my mind.
I am mentally ill, and can function in daily life with Rosie. Some things will put me over the edge, and it is not fair. It is my human right to walk into a store with Rosie and purchase something. When this was taken away..I was a little girl, and that made me sad.

I have been through enough. Rosie has given me life. Someone that is so ignorant as to not even listen to the law and abuse me is criminal. The fact that they feel it is their right to yell at me and order me out of the store is beyond me.
HUG your dog and leave!

It is VERY hard for me to write this as I am so angry and hurt and crying. My only wish is that the next disabled person that walks into this store will not feel as humiliated and crushed as I did.

Sharon and Ryan came to my son's school, (by the store) and by that time I had taken so many anti-anxiety meds, I was in control. Remembering the incident now, I am not. How dare some stupid person infringe on MY right as a human being and my beloved dog that I have been so dedicated to?? My service dog that I desperately need to even take my son to school?

My very wise friend Sharon told me that this week's incidents would affect me for a long time and at this time I am shedding a tear at her words. She is right. The cruelty and mostly the ignorance of people this week has shocked me into tears.
HUG your dog and leave!

I cannot stop being so angry now, or saddened, or stop writing.
My special people out there, when in trouble, call your support people, they will be there. Sharon and Ryan will figure it out, they make it right. All you really want is to make it right. I read that one of the most basic needs of a human being is to be heard.

For the next disabled person that walks in that store and is not abused, discriminated against, or make to feel so very small, I salute you! I will advise and protect you with information and advocacy. I will tell you that Sharon and Ryan are the best people to call in this kind of discrimination.
If your soul is broken, as it always is with this disease, hugs and love your service dog. My Rosie got me through this,I am so proud of her and will forever with pride show her certification to anyone who so abusively asks for it or not.

This was a rare, ugly, long week of hell that I do not think will happen to you. If it does, stay strong, cry your tears about the injustice of this world. Talk and be comforted by Sharon and Ryan, they know, they understand. The anger was hard to forget, but that is what our service dogs are there for, to show us the love and help us live our lives.

Above all, no matter how hard it seems, ( to me now too), know you count, you matter, your are special and worthy in this world.

"Who Your are Makes a Difference

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN FROM ROSIE

2010-01-24T00:41:00.001-08:00

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TRAINING MY MOM AND LOVING THE SUN! Jan.16, 2010

2010-01-16T18:40:00.000-08:00

I love today! My mom is bright and happy, like the sun. She is so serene yet full of life amongst the trees and mossy, bouncy fields at the park. We are as one, so in tune with the welcoming warm air and majestic, emerald trees. It is Saturday today and this day always proves an adventure at our park as we encounter many other dogs out for a spirited romp.

SQUIRREL!! Sorry about that, those little furry creatures get the best of me! I look at Mom, apologize with my eyes and look for a discreet place to, you know, nature calls!
Thanks Mom for cleaning that up! I wonder why Mom picks up my poop? Strange really. Hey! Shilo is here! My Golden Lab friend! We walk side by side with our owners, Shilo is always leashed and that makes me so happy that he is safe! Happy chap that Shilo! Timber! Where is your leash? My friend Timber is a huge Rottie cross, huge!
Timber's heart is as big as he is, I pray he stays out of danger.

Together, we are a team in sync. We speak the same language and flow like a calm river stream. I wish we could stay here forever today! I met a dog that looked like a bedroom slipper, all white and fluffy. What is this? 'Spike' started barking, more like a 'yip, yip'! Goodness!

Hey Mom, can we quietly just walk by this ferocious little slipper? A husky cross was training over the grassy, soggy hill. I watched with interest and remembered the early days of training with my Mom.

We were not always this natural, calm and confident! My Mom was very nervous as to our understanding each other and I really did not know Mom either! I have travelled countless miles and lived with many other people. Would I stay here, who was this person? Would she keep me safe and love me? What can I get away with? How am I going to train her? Our early days together were funny, unorganized, clumsy, scary, frustrating, heart warming and full of promising success!

Just getting out the door seemed a complex maneuver! Choke chain goes which way? Come on Mom, lets go! 'Dress', on with the cape, Mom's clumsy hands, practice, practice. We are going shopping, first time as a team!!!!!! Sharon is coming too! Mom is racking her brains thinking of commands, at the proper time, the PERFECT, RIGHT command, don't mess up, figure out what to say to people, be calm, don't run over me with the shopping buggy, she's funny! I see Mom and wish she had 5 hands..awww. Wallet, leash, money, backpack, bankcard and me are confusing tasks in my Mom's mind. Change falls, Mom pays with shaking hands and we survive! In the beginning, what the heck do ya hold on to first? It is just not natural! The cashier asks Mom the nerve racking question, "What do you have her for?!!". Amazing clerk, she really rattled my Mom! Blunt, direct, almost accusing questions, on my Mom's first day! Mom is sweating and blushing! Her brain is on automatic pause, caught off guard, stuck. Sharon to the rescue! Phew! Encounters of the service dog kind! People will shock you, laugh at you, test you, question, and most sincerely appreciate and be proud of you. I feel that most all of the people we meet are kind, interested, friendly and very curious.

Our next challenge was a bus trip. Ha, Ha! Ryan and Sharon came to help Mom and I, this time we both were VERY nervous! Where to sit, where do I put my butt and big fluffy tail, what does Mom say to the bus driver? We sat, we calmed, we rocked. Today when we get on the bus we proudly take our disable seat, excuse me people! I tuck myself away promptly and we relax for the ride. I must admit the sky train takes getting used to! I seem to slide on the slippery floor and the loud vibration is threatening! I began to shake when some threatening person hit the sky train window with an angry, loud THUMP, THUMP !!!!!!!! Mom, you were there to calm my fears and hug me. I was so very frightened.

A bus driver told Mom she was not allowed to take me on the bus. Mom took on the challenge and explained that I was a certified assistance dog. The bus driver was unbelieving and rude. He exclaimed, 'that is not even the right type of leash!'. Mom wanted to say, 'I'm not blind, you idiot!', but she kept her cool. This was one individual that did not need to know Mom's illness, I know he would have been less than understanding!

I remember training in Richmond with Sharon, Ryan and Turner. Sharon told Mom to call me to 'come'. Mom wanted to do everything, PERFECT! She started to move forward and 'come'. Yup, great move Mom but the commands are for me Mom, not you!! A leash is not a simple tool to conquer! Mom used to hold my leash so high I thought she was trying to catch a bird! We laughed so hard! Mom has come a long way with her training since then!

She started taking pictures of me everywhere we went and even asking other people to take pictures of us together! A very strong loving bond was formed and it grows stronger every day. A bond of trust and love from time together on many adventures. Every day is a learning experience. If you are nervous, I know you are dedicated, you take me or your service pal seriously, you care. I promise to listen, if you don't nag, and will learn with you. Every mistake we make will teach us something we need to know.

My Mom and I have tripped over each other and fallen down, lost control over a sudden appearance of a nasty pooch, become entangled in the leash, stumbled on words and which side does she walk on again? When Mom first corrected me I had no clue what she was doing! Why are you tugging, I thought? With practice Mom got it right and I know when I need to focus. I found food under a restaurant table and ate it. Mom was mortified! I have tested her patience and will continue to do so! My Mom is funny and she loves me so much, a little testing of her watchful eye is rather amusing and I like to know my boundaries.

Mom had to explain to best friends and family that she needs extra time, to get me ready, to potty me, to groom me, to be with me. They are just now starting to understand our relationship and take it seriously. If I cannot go with Mom, she will not go, period. Confidence!

I remember one JSR event when someone told my Mom, 'excuse me, your dog is walking out the door.' Mom jumped so fast off her seat I thought her butt was on fire! Funny Mom, she was so surprised!

Have you taken your service dog into a small bathroom stall yet? When even the handicap stall is small, this proves to be a wonderful new challenge! The bathroom stall door opens inward, so in we go. Now, Mom has to close the door with me directly in the way. She doesn't want to squish me so she directs me to the other side. It must be such a funny sight! Trying to maneuver with not even inches to spare! Squish, move, turn, Mom really has to go! I will tell you that Mom has done her business many times with the bathroom stall door open before we conquered the gymnastics of it all! Oh my God! She would tell me, PLEASE don't sneak under the stall to those friendly looking feet next to us. Funny Mom!

Pick up my food dish? Pick up KEYS? Those nasty metal things? I don't think so! Thank you my friend Sharon for the patience and dedication to persevere with us. Throw me something now! I will retrieve it and give it to you. I will pick up my food dish too, you need your socks?

Enjoy your mistakes and downfalls, learn from them. Me and Mom did. Laugh at yourself and realize how far you have come, be proud. I am here to lovingly serve my Mom, I trust her with all my heart. When I look at her my doggy heart smiles! I am dedicated to her because we have weathered the storms and come through it a better, stronger, connected, team. Remember who you are, be proud, never stop learning and laughing!

Your hard work matters, who you are matters, tell yourself every day...

"Who I Am Makes A Difference"

EMERGING FROM THE DARK WITH MY LOYAL FRIEND

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Its getting better! Little by little, life begins again. I am not quite there yet, still sleeping and waking at all hours. This butterfly knows she will be breaking out of that dark cacoon, I know it, right Rosie? Woof!

The fog is clearing, there is joy creeping in! Thank you Rosie for the fresh cleansing rain at the park. I breathe life with you every morning. You were absolutely halarious today! Just plain goofy! Rosie, you lift my spirits, you make me laugh. Rosie would like the next blog to be funny, and I will give her that wish. Thank you for being with me through this very rough ride. I hang on strongly because I know you are all out there, and of course...
for us all....
'Who I am Makes a Difference'

For the wonderful new teams of West Coast Assistance Teams and all of us who have had the pleasure of training, loving and just trying to get darn organized with our special dogs by our side, the next blog should be quite entertaining. I am going to laugh and Rosie hopes you smile and have a giggle too!

Hugs and Love Always

Leanne and Rosie

BRUTAL

2010-01-08T23:18:00.000-08:00

I must share with you the good times and the bad. How quickly mental illness can take it's ugly hold upon us! I forgot. To know that you are there listening helps me, I need you now. I have fallen. My eagle cannot fly and it saddens me. I cannot stop crying.
My Rosie is not just by my side but has her head constantly on my lap. She tries to make me laugh by picking up socks and throwing them up in the air. I roar!

She knows this is a very rough time, Mom is hurting.

I HATE this disease. It steals my life. I feel I have no control. I do not know how long this episode will last. I do know I will not answer the phone or have anyone in my house. I am so ashamed of my house, my appearance, my very being! My body hurts. I cannot get out of bed often. My Rosie alerts and barks, (right in my ear!) till I do get up,,good girl. Our trip to the outside world of the park is all I can handle right now. I do not want to see anyone or talk to anyone, because I am very ugly.
Selfish? Yes, this disease is selfish. My world right now is of deep despair, my angel Rosie and my computer.

These wolves capture what I feel, I love them so much. I love animals, they are the innocence of life. I cry for them. They feel, they hurt so bad. When I see the pain in there eyes, someone hits me in the stomach, hard.

When times are dark, I am trapped, a prison cell cacoon.
So much shame, from where? Self blame and guilt attacking every breath. I don't know. If not for my son and my Rosie, I would be in hospital. I know that for sure. They are the tiny light of connection, love and hope. I am so tired now and want to sleep, again! If I am not sleepy I will eat everything I can until I am. The binging will stop the tears for awhile. This is brutal.

Thank you so much for listening, it does mean the world to me. The best thing for a very depressed person is just to listen. Do not expect an answer to the phone, it is just to hard to talk, think and even know what to say. Answering the phone is a very scary thing during these times. A psychiatrist told me when you do this you have a personality disorder, (amongst other symptoms). Whatever. He gave me a book to read. Did not help. I want to get better. I am just so tired of something that grabs my neck when I least expect it, all through my life. I am going to hug Rosie, my son and go to sleep. I love you all and so deeply understand what is behind the everyday face we show to the world. I have no choice right now but to go with what the demons are enveloping me in. This cacoon of cold, dark, sadness. I cry to hope that a butterfly will soon be free.

Reflections In This New Year

2010-01-04T18:27:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone!
Rosie and I are so happy to say hello and Happy New Year!
I am different now. I shower! I have showered every day for the past week. This is good, yes? This did not happen before. Somewhere in the journey of life I stopped caring. I care now, I matter!
This realization is really rather astonishing! I did crazy things with my hair over the holidays. I styled it, curled it and attached blond braided extensions. I put makeup on! My wonderful friend gave me new makeup as mine was so old it was scary!
I wore nice, dressy clothes! I washed them and wore them again! Christmas day at my sister's was amazing!
Rosie and I came home and then WENT OUT AGAIN on Boxing Day. I kept going, I kept LIVING.
Can you guess who was right by my side through the laundry, showers, hugs and joy of this holiday season?
You got that right, my Rosie.

I flirted! Me! Ha, ha, ha...too outrageous! I HAD FUN. I mingled, chatted, laughed, hugged and cried.
I loved my family and dearest friends because of the furry warm support from my special girl. Honestly, the best Christmas I can ever remember. My sister cried when it was all over. I could understand her happy tears. This was a very special Christmas. I LIVED it, wow!

Rosie? She had the time of her life! Her elite group of holiday pals included Trinity, (the legendary Jack Russel), and her dearest friend Kessa, (my sister's husky/wolf cross). We attended exciting West Coast Assistance Teams events where Rosie visited Buddy and Delhi. She even met her sister, Party! Today Rosie met 'Buddy', my best friend's Moluccan Salmon Crested Cockatoo. Amazing bird! Social girl my angel is!

Listen to me! Hugs, love, people, laughter, fun, joy, confidence, tears, family; these are real for me now. I believe them.

Heartfelt and most loving thanks to West Coast Assistance Teams. Sharon, Ryan, Michelle, Scott and Mel, you comfort me. Sharon and Ryan, your gift of Rosie, your love and dedication is thought of every day and held special in my soul.
Joyous thanks to Sue Turner and all involved in the unforgettable evening at the Cottage Bistro Pub in Vancouver. A night I cherish with pride.
Take a diagnosed bipolar, clinically depressed, anxiety ridden, agoraphobic individual, ( I believe there is a personality disorder in there too!) and put her on stage to speak. She has the support of her angel Rosie. She feels warm with the understanding, trust and comfort of the most wonderful people she has ever met.
There is no breakdown, the world does not end. She feels empathy, confidence, acceptance, worthiness and love. When can I go on stage again?!!! Bring it on 2010! Rosie and I are ready!

Well, I am off to bed, going to shower in the morning, (what!?) and do some shopping. People are so attracted to Rosie when we are out and about! She connects me to this wonderful new life. You know, the darkness does creep into my life but I have the light and loyalty of Rosie to brighten those days. It is nice to like myself, to love Rosie and to live.
Hugs, woofs and the warmest of wishes for the new year! You count in this world, without you the world would be less special place. Tell yourself a loving truth,

'Who I Am Makes A Difference'

OUR MAGICAL XMAS NIGHT IN VANCOUVER!

2009-12-04T20:30:00.000-08:00

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HAPPY UPDATE! NOV.18 TRIP TO VANCOUVER WATERFRONT. WOW!

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Hi special people out there! Just wanted to add a happy update!

I took my Mom to Vancouver today! If she is bi-polar, (as previously diagnosed), or just a GREAT day,,then so be it. I was with her all the way! Perhaps it was the new meds, increase in meds, decrease in meds, Mom was awesome today. This day will be remembered as a victory.

Fun trip and BRAVE. We took a new route, (scary..but what might be at that waterfront station..a monster..dont think so) I could tell this was a new, glowing, surreal experience for Mom. She was happy, confident and in awe of the Waterfront Station! Mom was a scientist, an intelligent observer of history. I felt serene at her side, proud.
We were lost as how to get home...but WOW...the building architecture was spellbinding! Mom was in her glory.

Waterfront station proved to be a confusing route to our 'expo line' home to surrey. I heard Mom ask some people in the elevator for directions. Calm. We wound our way through hallways and staircases that melted away the gleam and sparkle of the Canada Line with every step. Interesting, calm, sad.
We FINALLY found the expo line to King George, Surrey. Older trains, older platforms...the real world. Away from the modern glass and glitter of the new line just in time for the winter games and tourists. I loved all my pets!!!

Thank you Rosie for a trip I will never forget, because it was so clear in my mind. Very calm, deeply introspective, very real.

We are home, Donny is at Dad's. IT IS WINDY!!!!!!!!
We are together and warm.
It was a great day.
I am thankful, I am at peace.
I Love you Mom.

BRAIN ZAPS AND ROSIE

2009-11-16T00:36:00.000-08:00

HELLO!!!

It has been so long since I have posted and I have so missed you all! As the blog title suggests there have been some very bad times. This is the reason the post has been so long coming. Time can pass with a mental illness when you do not wish to tell anyone how bad it is. The last month has been this way. I have been hiding in a place where a baseball bat has been hitting my head with every insult you can imagine.

It helps me to write and that helps me heal. Rosie is forever by my side through the darkness and never fails to make me laugh. Rosie is the reason I get through this. She is with me every second, every day. Rosie is why I survive.

I have promised to do things, disappointed and confused friends, and mostly been in a battle with my own mind. Rosie has been there through it all. The face I show to the world is acceptable, normal, even friendly. Rosie knows that these days have been surreal to me and scary,she knows, she looks at me. My HOPE in this 'mind battle' is Rosie. She makes me laugh!
Have you ever had that person in your life that you can remember that makes you laugh? They are oh so special. Rosie chases my cat around the couch, (when she forgets she is so behaved ),,she plays! We all must remember to play!
My retreat to the isolation in life began with that nasty H1N1 flu, i got it. Its just the flu right? The doctor told me I had it and just to relax, treat it like the normal flu. Yup, ok. I can do that. Cried all the way home and sent Donny to his Dad's, (oh so far away in my mind), as my son is high risk. (chronic lung problems).

ISOLATION.............

Not so good for a person who is depressed. Nope. That began a month of missing my son, no homeschooling for my son..GUILT, (that can ruin you!) and a great trigger for a psychotic episode. It happened.
To much time to think....to much time to be sad and sick. The ONLY thing that connected me to the world was............you guessed it! Rosie!
Rosie at the park, Rosie needed breakfast, Rosie was by my side. She's just there, always. Thank God.
My son is gone. I am lonely, sick, bored and depressed) Rosie is my lifeline, my best friend.

I can only control ONE THING.. I cannot control things i promise to do in the morning, things committed to, places i need to go. I am sad that I cant do things I mean too, they do not happen. I do not know why! It makes me confused! BUT I can control my meds. I am out of meds.
I take Rosie to the park, our morning stroll. For some reason....for weeks...that is all I can do. WHY?

No more meds. People wonder why people who need these meds stop them cold turkey. For a glorious moment the headaches are gone,no constant head heavyness! Your head is light! There is no pain in there!

You reach the end of your rope, you just cant get out to get them, you stay home.I think I can do this..not so bad..some brain zaps..if there is anything i can do it is control my meds. When everything else in my life is out of control...at least i can do this. Just hang on one more day...stop the meds. Wake up to a sunny morning when your ok. I cried for days.

I never miss taking Rosie out to the park, (she doesn't let me. alerts, barks,,paws at me,,good girl!). These days she always stared RIGHT at me, like something was wrong, it was.
The brain zaps,,were not really zaps. This is the withdrawal from the antidepressants I take. They are more like body movements,jerky shifts, (when you are not moving),like body shadows moving very fast. I knew this would happen. I just wanted to handle it..to challenge something in my life and come out a winner, (have people like me and all that stuff). I lost this battle big time!

This is where Rosie came in to save my life. When I had no meds, (the brain does not compute to ...get more!) I just thought...STAY HOME..handle it. By the time withdrawal came two days later, I could only walk with Rosie and a determined mind not to fall over. THIS morning i could nothing but run!!!!!!!! My whole body rushing and sweating and missing time....MISSING time in my mind,,,not my body..FREAKY!
I have looked this up and it is called the 'Cinderella Syndrome'. You think you move or fall, but you dont.

I CANT TELL YOU HOW ROSIE BY MY SIDE GOT ME TO THE DOCTORS!! Can you imagine? Me speeding at 100 miles per hour, (in my head), my feet feeling floaty enough to step INTO the sidewalk. We were home in a minute,,(it seemed) was actually 3 hours. Rosie took me, Rosie guided me, Rosie lead me home. I could not have done this without her. I would have been taken to the hospital.

I am back on my meds now. It frightens me to think of going off them, (wish i could,,maybe taper off). Always fighting that invisible illness.There is always that mindset that does not want to be mentally ill. Wouldn't you NOT want to be mentally ill? Its scary, and most importantly invisible. The day I floated to the Doctors with Rosie I talked to over 10 people, I talked fast.... They never knew how desperately I wanted that pharmacist to fill my prescription so I could walk home on concrete and not air,,(a bizzare, heart pounding air). They didnt know how I tried so hard to come off an addictive pill that i must take every day. They thought me friendly, talkative and sincere. Rosie stayed very close that day because she know the chaos inside, she knew.
Taking my meds, dam terrified to stop them. The doctor has given me some anti-anxiety meds that i had prevously stopped as they were addictive. They are helping. I must wonder about my antidepressants that when stopped have EXTREME consequences to body and mind and an anti-anxiety medicine that I can stop at anytime without any side-effects. These anti-anxiety medicines are labeled 'addicting'. hmmm....Just a thought for you out there that may help...Rosie is the best anti-anxiety medicine ever,,,just pet her head or stroke her fur.look into her eyes.You will know what I mean.

Happier Stuff!!!!!

My life has settled down EXTREMELY!! My son Donny is doing so well with homeschooling. Yes! I homeschool him! I am a very intelligent loving mom.

Leeta , (our kitty), is sitting by Donny as he reads his school book on Native Peoples. Donny LOVES animals! They calm him.
My son always says how Rosie has made our family life better. His comments regarding how 'Mom goes out now,and is so much happier' bring a warm fuzzy feeling to my heart. I am just finishing up some laundry and have been out shopping.(walking with Rosie) 6 times over the last 2 days! Rosie and I have shared some tears,( i love the rain because no one knows that you are crying)..she always brings me home. Thank you Rosie, you never let me down. Thank you for my life, you are my hope for the better days, and the laughter. With Rosie by my side I can keep going and become a better person. I can like myself and help others, (everyone I meet you would be amazed). With this post,.things are getting better! Thank you so much for listening to all our darkness and light!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!

MUCH HAPPIER POSTS TO COME AND LOTS OF XMAS PICS!!!!!!
Never Forget!
'Who I am Makes a Difference!'

TRIP TO VANCOUVER! WE DID IT!!! Oct. 19, 2009

2009-10-19T22:41:00.000-07:00

WOW!!

This is a story of today, the longest trip we have ever challenged! I am still glowing with pride thinking about our day and how far Rosie, Donny and I traveled!

We began our trip in South Surrey, our destination, downtown Vancouver! I did not sleep well the night before because a trip like this scares the hell out of me! Not only would I leave my neighborhood bubble but would blow it to smithereens!
My son requires educational testing and his appointment was in downtown Vancouver, a two hour bus ride each way. Buses I've never been on, sky trains never ventured! Routes, tracks, unknown streets. I CLUNG to my little piece of paper with my directions!

How I wished I had my anti-anxiety meds! Rosie would need to calm me down today. I trusted her to help me if a panic attack came crashing down. Stopping the anti-anxiety meds may have not been the right thing to do for me. They were making me so forgetful! I was afraid of becoming addicted to them. I will talk to my doctor about this as I have been experiencing some extreme anxiety and canceled some appointments.

I could not miss this one! With no meds and a fast beating heart we headed for our first bus! Once outside and on our way I felt elated! Rosie stayed very close and seemed to share my excitement!
Maybe I was somewhat manic, but the joy on Donny's face and the happy spirit of my high-tailed service dog promised a very exciting day...I can do this!

Alright, I know this bus! Just a short ride to the exchange, no problem! My heart begins to race as I search for Bay 3. Where's my bus pass, Rosie's bus pass, Donny's change...I'm mixed up! I'm sweating.

BREATHE AND HUG ROSIE!!

Much better! Of course we find the '301' Brig-house Station bus! The bus driver is VERY friendly and lets us on with no questions. Good! We settle in comfy seats for the hour and half ride to Richmond. The scenery changes as we leave Surrey and travel into the unknown. The bus driver assures me that his last stop is Brig-house Station. OK! All good!
We are doing it! I feel like a kid at Christmas! In the back of my head a little voice of panic is trying desperately to shout at me. I wont let it. I have my furry best friend and my wonderful son smiling at me. Could it be we are having fun? YES! I can't tell you how excited I am at this point, amazing. I would be no more excited traveling to Mars!

OK..2 buses down, we are going the right way and I know the very last stop is the Canada Line, right?
I study my little note furiously, going over and over it for times and sky train platform directions. Donny has fallen asleep beside me, Rosie is napping under the seat. It's all good! I almost fall asleep myself, incredible!

Rosie is so calm and relaxed on the bus, she calms me down. Donny wakes up for a smile and a pic. I love my family.

I find myself yakking away to people on the bus! This results in comforting conversation that assures me we are heading in the right direction and confirmation of our next transfer.
Dam that little voice! 'You have NEVER been on the Canada Line! You are going to end up at the airport! You will be LATE for your son's very important appointment! How could you be so lost? You can't do this!' My mind feels like its off track, there a so many tracks, they go everywhere!

Oh SHUT UP, I think. Ha, Ha! I give Rosie a gentle pat on the head and wonder how she feels in this very strange and unfamiliar atmosphere! The noise and rumble of the bus, people getting off, getting on and the smell of fresh air when the door opens again and again. Yet, we do not get off when the door opens, how strange that must be for her. She looks at me with complete love and trust. I am calmed by her loyalty to me. She fills me with confidence.

THERE IS THE CANADA LINE!
By now I am GLOWING with confidence! Donny is ecstatic about the sky train 'ending' where we get off the bus! We are in Richmond. I have never seen these things I see all around me! There are very exciting things outside of the bubble! Rosie needs a nature break and we look for a discreet place for her. She is a lady and looks for privacy! All done, good girl!
NOW...lets NOT go to the airport! A friendly sky train security guard asks for Rosie's papers. Papers? Funny! I knew what he needed and gladly showed him Rosie's service dog certification. Big smiles!

We took a glass elevator to the sky train platform. Rosie was so funny the way she tilted her head as the elevator rose. I could not be prouder of Rosie, look how far we have come!! Red carpet please..Yippee!

The most delicious part of our journey was just ahead as we walked through the sky train doors! Enter, THE FUTURE! Even the voice on the sky train telling us the stops sounded like a female android! Modular shapes, smooth white and blue seats, shiny sleek floors and wide spacious aisles enveloped us. We continued our time-warp through a dark tunnel filled with orange light, Woo Hoo!!!
Don't know where we are going, don't care! This is fun! Bring on Vancouver! We are enjoying our adventure immensely! Next stop Broadway - City Hall Station. I am looking for a City Hall, can't find one! Again the panic tingles in my head and I feel very hot.

Rosie's eyes gave me the most loving look. 'I am here for you.'

My treasured son flashes a smile at me and my panic melts away. I am a good mom. Rosie will help me through the rough times and I will overcome the anxiety. I like these positive thoughts! I do not need a pill. I have Rosie. I again give her a big warm loving hug and we depart our space train to the streets of Commercial and Broadway.
Concrete jungle, strangers, unfamiliar and scary! Up, down, up, down. My emotions are like a yo-yo. I must remember that with Rosie's help, I control the string. We need 750 West Broadway, the sign says 500 block. I have a great fear of being late, becoming frightened. How are we going to make the appointment in time, the VERY IMPORTANT meeting! Again I become quite pissed at the negative chatter, its spoiling the day. I quit listening and we walk the very short blocks to Donny's psychologist arriving just in time.

Donny's Doctors were incredible, caring and warm. I felt so comfortable with them and so did Donny. Rosie was the star of the office! She was welcomed with loving arms and many questions as to her service to me. The doctors and teachers were attentive and sincerely interested to hear Donny and I inform them all about my psychiatric assistance dog. One person on the street backed away from me when I told her Rosie was a psychiatric assistance dog. Hee, Hee! I am sincerely sorry to giggle but the fact that she thought I was scary when I am so afraid of the world amused the heck out of me! A security guard in the building told me 'pets' were not allowed in the building. I told him calmly that she was a service dog, he just walked away. What do you do? These people are rare, most are in awe of Rosie! We took some pictures out the windows of Dr. Hotz and Eric's office. Look at what we saw! Beautiful view! Nice shot Donny!

During Donny's testing I was free to explore my surroundings and Rosie really needed another nature break. I chatted to everyone I met, me! I felt as if in a dream, surreal, but knew that this was wonderful reality. Rosie and I were on top of the world. Blood pressure time! Not to bad!

I took pictures of Vancouver General Hospital. I love the old section of the hospital and the towering powerful presence of the main building.

I feel an unsettling familiarity around hospitals, especially old ones. I am drawn to researching asylums on the internet and mezmorized by 'insane' or 'hysterical' unfortunate souls that suffered horrible treatments of long ago. I have always felt 'at home' and at complete peace in hospitals, I worked in them for many years. I dwell on thoughts that I may have been one of those unfortunate souls in the past. What Rosie has taught me is that I was instead a caring, compassionate doctor, why not? She turns my dark places into places of positive light. I love her with all my heart.

The sorrow into the joy.

Time to get Donny! We made our way back to Dr. Hotz's office and enjoyed pastrami sandwiches and cheese, yum! The storm of unknown had become calm sailing seas and I looked forward to the way home. Another unfamiliar route, a different bus, but this is adventure!

This is life!

Rosie makes friends on the sky train. Smiles happen everywhere she goes!

The route home took us through Crescent Beach and to the South Surrey Park and Ride. The middle of nowhere really! Donny and I giggled and goofed around, not a care in the world!

Look Mom! We are heading home!!

The sun was shining, the day tranquil. I had traveled into the future, and remembered a dark past. Right this second, the present is a miracle and I treasure every second. Thank you my Rosie girl, thank you for the miracles.

Goodnight everyone! Thanks for listening. Rosie cant wait for our journey back to Vancouver tomorrow!
Say to yourself every night...
'Who I am Makes a Difference'

COMON MOM! LETS GO OUT! OCTOBER FUN!

2009-10-17T22:54:00.000-07:00

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE! THANK YOU FOR THE TURKEY MOM! WOOF!

2009-10-11T17:17:00.000-07:00

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ROSIE GOES TO COLLEGE!! ANIMAL HEALTH WEEK OCT.8, 2009

2009-10-10T01:25:00.000-07:00

Yes and Woof!
I went to Douglas College with my Mom, best pal Donny and my West Coast Assistance Teams family! What interesting things I saw that day!
Dr. Pauline Chow and her students in the Animal Health Technician class welcomed us to their school with friendly pets and smiles. A beautiful day at the Port Coquitlam campus!
My friends Buddy and Delhi were there too. We welcomed a new member to West Coast, her name is Lu Lu, (sorry lu lu if i didn't get the spelling right, we just met!). She is the cute little black pooch in Mom's pictures. Click on her for a better look! I wish her all the best!

We greeted SO MANY students and Mom told them all about me. Donny helped hand out pamphlets,,(my paws are kind of clumsy for that!). Sharon made these wonderful information pamphlets all about psychiatric assistance dogs and how they can benefit people with certain mental disorders. I am so happy helping my Mom and she tells me every day how happy I make her, she is VERY proud of me! Woof!

The A.H.T. class had so many wonderful and interesting things at their display! Skeletons of felines and even a horse!!! (that was in the classroom!) I had my teeth checked and Delhi had her nails clipped. Thanks students, much obliged! You were so gentle and professional! Mom and Sharon were very pleased!

Dr. Chow offered us a tour of her classrooms, wow! I thought for sure I was at the Doctor's!! Mom assured me we were just looking! We saw x-ray equipment, microscopes, sterilizing equipment, kennels, even the surgery suite! Very spacious and clean, amazing. These students have a great learning environment!

I'm so glad I could get Mom up to go today. She was not feeling her best because her meds have been increased. I know she was 'off' today and I was right by her side to give her the courage to keep going. She gave me hugs all night and told me how much she loved me because she felt better after going. She's brave! I will never leave her side. Donny had such a great time and learned so much! I saw him talking to the photographer from the Tri-City Newspaper. He loved talking about her camera and taking pictures! Donny spent a long time talking to the students and learning about animals. When Mom see's him like this she glows! She thanked me for that too! Awww gee, Mom, anytime!!
Thank you West Coast family and Dr. Pauline Chow for a wonderful, educational and fun day! Your students are professional, extremely helpful and friendly. I hope to see them one day! Just for a check-up of course!

We are exhausted! Mom's headaches are bad so I am off to give her a nudge for a friendly hug that will make us both feel better! Goodnight everyone, thanks for listening. We made a difference today.
Rosie
'Who I am Makes A Difference'

DOGGY DASH! OCT.3, 2009 Pitt Meadows Hugs and Woofs, Rosie

2009-10-03T21:07:00.000-07:00

Make a Smilebox photobook

ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY WITH ROSIE!

2009-09-27T03:55:00.001-07:00

Many Miles with Smiles and Rosie

2009-09-25T22:14:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone! This is Rosie. My Mom is very sick with the flu! Don't worry though, I am taking extra special care of her. I took her to the Doctor's and am making sure she takes her medicine. With all my kisses and lots of rest she will be healthy again soon!

We went on an important trip with Donny to his therapy appointment. Mom was 'aglow' as she was able to make this trip because of me! We traveled on the bus and sky trains, all the way to Gilmore Station in Burnaby! Donny was right on time for his occupational therapy assessment. All three of us were VERY proud of ourselves!

I went out for breakfast with Sharon and Ryan,,yummy eggs benny,(well, for mom!) Mom brought some of my favourite cheese treats so I was licking my chops too!

I'm going to go check on mom now, her throat is very soar but I don't need to hear her talk to know how much she loves and needs me. We will cuddle up,it's getting chilly at night now! Take Care Friends! Hugs and Woofs!

Rosie
"Who I Am Makes A Difference"

SEPTEMBER SUMMER DAY WITH ROSIE

2009-09-19T01:17:00.001-07:00

Make a Smilebox slideshow

BCSPCA 'Paws for Cause' at beautiful Lafarge Lake. A miracle weekend for me!

2009-09-15T21:58:00.000-07:00

Make a Smilebox scrapbook

BACK TO SCHOOL! REMEMBER THE LITTLE MOUSE.

2009-09-10T02:19:00.000-07:00

I just loved these pictures and wanted to share them with you. Click for a larger image..too cute!

When things get WAY TO BIG!! Think of this little brave mouse. This little guy just wanted some food and well...went and got it! Sure was a BIG challenge for him, he didnt give it a second thought. The leopard was afraid of him! Such extreme confidence in such a little package!
Remember this little mouse when things get 'too big'.

The summer is over and the kids are back to school, a BIG change! Miss them, love them and treasure all the loving summer memories. They get older, way to fast and they, like the little mouse will be fine Sniff, sniff!

Think of the little mouse, with no worries, when he should have BIG ONES!!! The big scary leopard so gentle with him, so confused. The little mouse got his lunch and was not harmed.

We should forget our HUGE worries and just have our lunch. Love our children and give thanks for what we have. These pictures reminded me of how I can live with my illness. I hope they help you too!

Back to school and a whole new year of little mice and BIG worries, no problem. Rosie and I will post new pics of our life, ups and downs, mice and monsters. Goodnight, homeschooling in the morning!

Must feed our little hamsters, (mice), they sure are cute and brave in their little world of a cage. They can teach us all something, ya think? Good sleeps.

'Who I Am Makes A Difference'

THE MEDS CAN FOOL ME...BUT NOT ROSIE'S TASKS!

2009-09-08T22:50:00.000-07:00

Just a quick post!

I am taking out Rosie for the night time 'nature calls' before bed. I came to a realization regarding my recent breakdown, thanks Rosie!

My friend and mentor from West Coast Assistance Teams, Sharon, had asked me a question. "Did you take your medicines late?". I did. Today I did too. My personal medication can cause nasty side effects and very ill feelings in a matter of hours if not taken on time.

I have recently bought some glucosamine for Rosie and put the container in her food dish, so I would not forget to give her her pill. This is her food dish that she brings my morning medicines to me in, so I do not forget my meds! That is her task. That little change in schedule caused me to forget my meds!

I now have ALL my prescriptions and Rosie's supplements in her food dish This is a very important change for me. I experienced this zappy feeling and knew that meant I forgot my meds, strange when you are out for a walk and everything in your body begins to BUZZ. Such a little change in schedule can mean so much for my quality of day and mental health.

Rosie still alerts till I get up, or licks my face for special attention! Thank you Rosie for keeping me stable, and thank you Sharon for bringing to my attention the special details that a service dog is dedicated too.

Everyone matters, SO MUCH! Every person has some unique personality and skill to help our world. Our world needs all our people to connect and help each other. The people with the most challenges are the ones who care the most. I do.

'WHO I AM MAKES A DIFFERENCE'

TO ROSIE FROM HER FAMILY, LOVE AND GRATITUDE! Sept. 6, 2009

2009-09-06T16:57:00.000-07:00

I wanted to write a post that was enlightening and happy!
Remember to click on the pic's for a bigger view!

This is how I feel with Rosie by my side, with my son and I. Thank you from the deepest part of me for sharing the darkness and fears, it means so much that I am accepted. That spiral would usually last for 3 weeks, and to my amazement, it is already gone.

My son and I got together to tell you how HAPPY Rosie makes us feel. Donny is extremely sensitive. It was sad for him to have his Mom lost in her unresponsive dream.,sleeping in bed most of the time. Donny now spends many hours at the park, shopping and walking with his Mom and Rosie. I am alive with him, as it should be. He loves Rosie so much, as do I!

We will begin homeschooling Sept.9! Very exciting and positive! I have never seen Donny so happy or excited about school! I can do this because Rosie is my path to the outside world. Donny had a very rough time in public school because he was born extremely premature at 25 weeks. This resulted in illness and countless hospital stays because of his damaged lungs. I wish I had Rosie then!

I had to always depend on someone to take me somewhere! I could not go alone. Friends are wonderful, but they can not be there at all times. An emergency trip to the hospital one night resulted in us having to take the bus home at 1:30 am. I live in Surrey and it was dark! Donny was wide-eyed and shaky on ventolin and prednisone! I will never forget his state that night. Of course, he was still in need of his nebulizer and tender loving care from mom at home. There is no one I can call at this time of night!

You know what? We made it home safe and sound because Rosie was with us. Rosie allowed me to take care of my son and get him home. There is nothing a mother needs more than to be independent enough to take care of their child. There is a wonderful picture of Rosie in the ambulance after my son had an extremely bad asthma attack. Please read the West Coast Assistance Teams website blog to see how wonderful Rosie was at the hospital!

Today is a great day! It is very windy! I LOVE the wind, maybe there will be a storm! Rosie and I will enjoy it. There are MANY more great days to come! These pictures are a tribute to our love and appreciation towards our beloved service dog, Rosie. How my life has changed since I got her!

Thank you Rosie! All my love to West Coast Assistance Teams for believing in me. Quality of life is the difference between being a victim of your disease, or living life to the fullest with it.

'Who I Am Makes A Difference!'

THE BEST MEDICINE

2009-09-05T00:12:00.001-07:00

The "Eye of the Hurricane"

It is calm and quiet today. The terror and panic of the world has faded to a whisper. A thought comes to my mind how when I was a child my mother would threaten to get the bad people to ‘take me away’. Being adopted I knew in my little mind that she could. It is strange how childhood terrors come back. I can remember every detail in vivid clarity. Mom was so angry and picked up the big black dial phone. I can see it so clearly, looking way up, she was making the call. I was crying and pulling on her dress to please not send me away. I was 5.

I calmly dress Rosie for a trip to Safeway. When you need to buy toilet paper, you have to go! My previous attack seems like a bad nightmare, although I am aware. Rosie and I are in what reminds me of ‘the eye of the hurricane’.

It is strangely numb here. I am tired. Teenagers across the street are bouncing balls and riding quads. The noises are muffled, soft. We encounter friendly people. Yet the world is still not as I think it should be. There is a fog, though calming, I would like to break through it. This is a nice place to be, yet I know the dark, swirling winds are all around us. For now they are at a safe distance. I love the stillness.

This means a trip to my Doctors to increase my meds. I am aware that my illness is knocking at the door. The trick is to beat it from coming in. I would like my Effexor antidepressant increased from 150mg to 225 mg. I am no stranger to psychiatric medicines. I know that the increase will not only affect my serotonin levels, but also my norepinephrine levels at the higher dosage. At 300mg plus, dopamine is also believed to be increased, maybe. I will be very cautious with the increase. A psychiatrist once prescribed me Wellbutrin. The drug increased dopamine levels. I never heard voices before this drug. The voices were nasty! I never heard them again after flushing the meds and seeking a new doctor!

This illness involves countless meds, trial and error. You do not just take a pill and get better, far from it! You take MANY pills. Some are unbearable. My history of treatment: Tricyclics, introduced in the 1950’s such as Amitriptyline and Impramine. These are now replaced by safer prescriptions. These antidepressants can cause fibrillation of the heart. I have experienced this first hand with a suicide attempt in my early 20’s. Trial and error, life and death. Prozac would make me so numb, no pain. Only I would drop what I was holding on too, all the time. I flushed them away. Even feeling pain was better than an emotionless, void world. Next med please!!

Celexa! I could function! I could work! The only problem was the dosage had to be increased. Many, many, many times! At 80 mg I was a zombie, a very sad zombie. This dosage is for people with OCD, not me. Coming off this drug I experienced ‘Cinderella Syndrome’. It is not pleasant. I fell backwards and wondered why people around me did not help. I never fell, it was in my mind.

The darkest of all were the bipolar meds, helpful to a point but deadly. I have read that Depakote will make you fat, bald and old. It did. Let us try a good old antipsychotic! I trusted my psychiatrist. Seroquel was prescribed. I was starting to wonder if I should just check myself into an asylum. So is the stigma of this disease. I need information! The internet scared me to death. Insane asylums and drooling people. I cannot take Seroquel.

Doctors, I understand. I do not have heart disease. I have a disease that even experts in the field do not fully understand. I have a disease of the mind. It is said that we use only 10% of our mind’s potential. The mind is not understood, so how can I help myself?

I have begun to lose weight walking with my best medicine ever! I do not imagine falling anymore. My hair is full. My current meds will be put where Rosie can bring them to me in the am. I will never forget my kind grade 1 teacher, Mrs. Mclean. She told me to write. Be wary of the hurricane and the stigma. Thank you from my heart for listening. I believe that every human being just needs to be heard.

‘Who I Am Makes a Difference’

*A VERY IMPORTANT NOTE REGARDING MY MEDS* I am a patient and CERTAINLY not a doctor. Please do not feel that the medications I have listed may not work for you. A fact of treatment of psychiatric disorders is that one medicine may help someone that does not help another. Unfortunately, that is the reason we have such a hard time being treated. Thank you for listening to the battle with my personal trial and error medications. Every person is affected differently by these meds! I wish you all well with your journey!

Rosie Helps Me Through The Terror

2009-09-03T18:50:00.001-07:00

FEAR

Anxiety attack day. I became so afraid of the world in a matter of minutes. LOUD noises, why is everything so loud? My heart is beating fast. People look threatening. I am beginning to tremble. I am going to cry and know that if I let it out, the tears won’t stop and I will lose control. I do not feel like me, me is gone. I think I am going to fall down because my knees are trembling. I cannot see things as they should be. Oh god, please don’t let this be happening again. It is. I am holding on to Rosie for dear life.

There are screaming teenagers coming close to us. They are LOUD, they are scaring me. I am so very frightened, I feel terror. One of them races by us on his bike, barely missing Rosie by inches. She does not startle, she is glued to my side. Rosie is safety in this strange world that is surrounding and choking me. There are more teenagers, throwing things, making the deafening noises that are making my heart beat out of my chest.

I run into Safeway to tell the security guards but it is hard to think, speak or breathe. Rosie is so close to me and the only connection to reality I have right now. I think if I leave the store at the far entrance I will not see the gang of teenagers. I am trying to survive, create an escape route and get home before I completely lose control. I am seeing the world through sheer panic. Rosie knows I need to get home.

All of a sudden a man is arguing with me. He is dark and dirty, I notice huge scabs on his arms and legs. He smells like rotting garbage and Rosie is moving very close to me. His hair is oily, messy and black. He is slurring his words as if drunk. He is very angry and LOUD. In my mind I am terrified.

He is yelling at me that dogs are not allowed in the store and he is coming closer. Rosie is calm, seated and extremely alert. I cannot speak. He is so close now his smell is making me sick. The cashier is trying to calm the man but he is oblivious to her.

I think he wants to hurt me, I know he does. He reaches violently to try to grab Rosie, he became so close to us that Rosie had to nudge him to keep him back. Rosie then looked directly at me with her loving eyes to see if I was ok, making sure she kept space between us and this horrible man. I believe she saved both of us from injury and further confrontation.

Rosie was now safely blocking me. She had the sense and ability to do what I, (in my state of panic), could not.

The security guards took the man away. I am crying, shaking and not in this world of reality. Rosie took me home, auto pilot? More like auto service dog! My son was at home by himself. What would have happened without my service dog? I know for a fact that without her I would have been taken away by ambulance; unable to find my way out of the terror, panic and my surreal world. My son would have been left alone to worry about his mom. Rosie got me home to safety and my meds.

I am home now. Why did my illness rear its ugly head when I least expected it? So many good days and then I spiral down in a second. I am starting to breathe again while hugging Rosie. She is my gentle, loving, supportive service dog that allows me to have the courage to face a sometimes scary world.

My illness will be with me always and that has terrified me today. Rosie will be with me through every day and every challenge. I have her to give me the courage to face the monsters that my mind challenges me with. Rosie is my loyal companion, service dog and most beloved member of our family. I will NEVER give up with her by my side.

My ‘Kiss From a Rose” will never forget to let me know

‘Who I Am Makes a Difference’

ROSIE TAKES HER FAMILY 'OUT ON THE TOWN'!! JSR SEPT. 1, 2009

2009-09-03T17:38:00.000-07:00

What a wonderful evening I enjoyed with West Coast Assistance Teams! I can remember not being able to leave my bed, how outstanding and exciting to attend the 'Just Singn Around' event for volunteer appreciation night! The event is held in Stanley Park at the Vancouver Rowing Club. This night was possible because of Rosie.

My son came with us and I could not have been prouder of him! We enjoyed a magical night that I could have only dreamed of before Rosie. The excitement showed on his face, (especially when the desert plate came), full of smiles! What a treasure for a Mom to be out with her son at such a beautiful place. Standing on the dock with him and Rosie was so enlightening. The fresh sea air and breeze, sparkling city lights and reflections on the water, incredible!

Rosie met some new friends and so did I! It was lovely to meet you Janice! Your friend Effy is such a happy person, I loved talking with her. I was warmed in my heart to see Michelle again! She can always make me giggle, LOVE your wit Michelle! Thank you Mel for helping me with Donny and being such good company! Sharon and Ryan, I love you like family. Can you two get any more special?? Hugs!

I wondered how three service dogs were going to manage under our table. They were angels! Rosie, Buddy and Dexter, you rock!! So did the entertainment! Wonderful music and laughter!

I am going to hug Rosie now and thank her for her loyalty and service. She enabled me to experience magic.

"Who I Am Makes a Difference"

GRADE 5 COMES TRUE BECAUSE OF ROSIE!

2009-08-27T01:41:00.000-07:00

These are pictures of our adventure today I think you can click on them to make them bigger, great day! My Mom and I had to travel on a bus to a very important appointment with Donny's support teachers.

Donny took a picture of us because this is so challenging for my Mom..but with me..SHE CAN DO IT! With my assistance and furry comfort of course!
I made sure Mom got up in time and took her daily meds. I will alert her if she doesn't. This is a very important task I do for her!

I know that her greatest dream is for her son Donny to welcome learning and his education. With my support we arrived at Traditional Learning Academy to organize Donny's grade 5 curriculum. Donny did his testing and I could not believe how confident we were on our trip to get some coffee!! Leanne even stopped a policeman to say hi and take a picture! Very brave for my partner! She was so happy all day and I adored her confidence with me by her side. My favourite picture is me beside the world globe..BECAUSE that is how i feel about our team..me and mom..we can conquer the world!!

We had a FABULOUS day that Mom and me will cherish always. I am so proud of Leanne and Donny and ME! To assist my partner today brought smiles to everyone we encountered. Today was a very bright day for Leanne.

I will assist her through bright and dark days. I am at her service, and I love her so much! She knows,

"Who I am makes a difference"

How I came to help Leanne

2009-08-24T00:52:00.000-07:00

Woof! It is Rosie here and just wanted to give you a little history on how i came to live with, love and assist my mom and partner, Leanne. I am going to nap now..BIG day shopping..will let Leanne fill you in.

Hi! This is Leanne..I love and live every day with my Rosie! I had researched many sites for a service dog for psychiatric disabilities. What I found was that there are MANY sites in the United States and one or two in Ontario. How happy I was to find West Coast Assistance Teams, a lower mainland Society that helped me find Rosie! Their education, training and loving care will be treasures to me always.

Psychiatric illness is an invisible disability to the public. When I am outside with Rosie many questions are asked. I love to inform and with Rosie I can, before I would hide. Rosie is the best medicine for my disability. I myself, as I am sure many people, diagnosed with a mental illness have to endure a regiment of presrcription meds..some good..some horrible. Rosie is the best treatment..dependable, stable and loving. What better pill is there than the loving look in her eyes when she wants to go outside! Rosie will alert and kiss me till I get up for the day..no pill could do that! Rosie will make sure I take my meds, I never forget now.
Follow our blog for all our adventures! Rosie allows me to experience the future and brings light into a dark world...love you Rosie.
"Who I am makes a difference"

Welcome

2009-08-20T17:50:00.000-07:00

Rosie welcomes you to her first attempt at blogging!
Please pardon any mistakes as my paws are still getting familiar to the keyboard!

I am a certified Psychiatric Service Dog. Here I am pictured with my wonderful mom and partner, Leanne.

I have been with her for a little over a year and have helped her be able to leave the house, ride the buses & skytrain, shop, and most important be out with her son enjoying activities she was not previously able to.

I am so happy to be a Service Dog where I can help someone regain their freedom and independence. It's also pretty cool to be with my partner all the time and enjoying all the adventures!

"Who I am Makes a Difference"