Last night, Stefan and I were refused service at our absolute favorite restaurant in our neighborhood. It sucked. We entered the restaurant and requested a table for two. The owner barreled forward and told us no dogs were allowed. We explained Mickey is a service dog. What followed was the most backwards, frustrating, and humiliating … Continue reading This one hurt
Is this "reflections" post a poorly-disguised excuse to share as many pictures as I can of Mickey? (PS follow him on instagram @mickeytheservicedog. HASHTAG SHAMELESS.) Yeah, I think it pretty much is, but whatever. Who doesn't need more dog pictures in their life? It's been just about 7 weeks since we got Mickey, and the … Continue reading Reflections on 7 weeks with a service dog
We brought Mickey to bar trivia for the first time on Monday night. I had agonized about this; I was terrified to bring him; terrified that we'd face discrimination, or that Mickey wouldn't behave, or that we'd get nasty looks or shade. To prepare, I called ahead (JK Stefan called ahead because I was too … Continue reading “Store Policy” > The Law?
I've gotten some questions recently about Il Service Doggo Extraordinario, AKA Mickey, soon to make his NYC debut, and figured I'd explain The Origin Story. I first learned about Diabetes Alert Dogs a few months after I was diagnosed—while I wasn't at all ready to consider the option for myself, I quietly filed it away … Continue reading How we got Mickey (Part 1)