All True Stories
Hope was donated to me by a local breeder when my other service dog unexpectedly passed away. It was so generous of the breeder to do such a generous act. She got her name because I had just gotten diagnosed with cancer and when I lost my service dog and the breeders litter of puppies was going to be ready to go home at the time that all of my treatment was going to be complete. Even though I had so many rough times going through all of the treatment that I had to go through I knew that at the end in the light at the end of my tunnel my my Hope which my new puppy that I had to begin to train to be my new service dog. If it wasn't for her I probably couldn't have gotten out of bed many days. She has helped me so much. I try so much to return the favor for how much she has helped me. She is my angel and my Hope and she is so properly named. I have a philosophy with her because dogs lives are so much shorter than ours unfortunately. Since she works for me, I work for her. I take her swimming, hiking, and she loves dock diving. She is my buddy and partner and my best friend. I wouldn't trade her for the world.
Hope
German Shepherd — Age 2
A day near the lake on one of our hikes.
Hope enjoying another one of our hikes.
Hope is a service dog to me, a disabled Veteran and she means the world to me!!!
Hope as a puppy shortly after I got her.
Hope doing her first dock jump at the Dominion Riverrock Ultimate Air Dogs.