By Danique Masingill
In the beginning, there were the first responders.
Before the U.S. bombing campaign against the Taliban, before American troops put boots on the ground in Afghanistan, they were there, racing toward mammoth buildings... Read More
By Danique Masingill
The chocolate labrador was a shadow of himself, an outline of ribs and vertebrae draped in filth-coated fur. A stench clung to him. My colleagues would describe it as the smell of combat, of desolation and decay.
The... Read More
By Danique Masingill
Month after month, adopters in search of a four-legged family member passed by Tango’s kennel at the SPCA of Fredericksburg. Maybe it was the dog’s size. Or maybe it was because this handsome, hazel-eyed Vizsla resembled... Read More
By Matthew Masingill
My service dog roused me awake in the early darkness of Christmas morning, just as he’d done countless times before. But on Dec. 25, 2020, I was in the midst of a massive heart attack.
It was the last time Dozer would... Read More
By Danique Masingill
Some dogs are born to heal. We knew soon after meeting Victory that she was one of them. At just a few months old, the doe-eyed Labrador already showed qualities we look for in a service dog. She was gentle and smart and... Read More
At the front desk of the Florida country club, the host took one look at my husband’s service dog and told us we’d be eating Thanksgiving dinner on the outdoor patio.
For years, my husband had relied on his service dog, Dozer, to help cope... Read More
Until Richard met his service dog, Carrie, he rarely ventured into a store alone.
He’d lived with symptoms of post traumatic stress disorder for years: Vivid nightmares. Anxiety. The inability to make simple decisions. Anger. “If I felt like... Read More
Steve waited until he got home to look inside an envelope a coworker handed him on her last day before retirement. She’d cried when she said goodbye to Steve and his service dog, Mohawk, he recalled as he opened it. Inside, he found a card with a... Read More
Maggie didn’t expect to be a front-line worker during a pandemic.
And yet, maybe it was destiny. She was born Margaret “Hotlips” Houlihan after all, and very much like her namesake from M*A*S*H, the 3-year-old white Labrador retriever... Read More
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