If someone had told me that the little, chocolate-brown puppy I picked out years ago would completely change my life, I wouldn’t have trust it. Jager, now six, is a Doberman Pinscher but he is more than just a pet. He’s my best friend, my constant friend, and my service dog. Over the past six years, I’ve spent countless hours training him, but truthfully, he’s done as much teaching me as I’ve done training him.
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I’ve always loved animals. Growing up, our home was never without dogs, and my parents ran a small pet store and grooming business. So, in many ways, a love for animals was part of my DNA. But when I first brought Jager home, I had no idea he would become so energetic in my life. Like any playful pup, he chewed shoes, shredded pillows, and snatched socks but around six months old, something changed. He seemed to sense my anxiety, climbing into my lap, giving kisses, and offering comfort in his own way.
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Knowing his energy, I joined us in puppy classes. Jager quickly proved his true nature: a people pleaser ready to learn anything I asked. Over the next year and a half, we trained together, and he finally became a certified service dog. Living with basis disorder, PTSD, and generalized anxiety, I have trusted on him in countless ways, especially through deep pressure therapy. By leaning against me or pressing his weight onto my legs or chest, he provides the basis comfort of a weighted blanket during panic or anxiety attacks.
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When I became pregnant, there was no doubt that he would be by my side. He attended me to every appointment, every ultrasound, and eventually to the hospital for labor. Even as I prepared for a C-section, he stayed in my room, providing quiet support. Meeting my son, Keller, for the first time was overwhelming and seeing Jager’s curiosity and gentle affection toward him was unforgettable.
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Returning home, the challenges of newborn care were strong, and post- delivery depression set in. Yet, Jager remained steadfast. He comforted me, helped make bottles and diapers, and offered endless, reassuring love.
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A month later, I look at them together and feel vast thankfulness. Jager isn’t just a dog, he’s family, a guardian, and my truest friend. Watching him and Keller bond makes me certain they’ll grow up as inseparable companions. Jager has shaped my life in ways I could never have imagined and every day, he reminds me I’m never alone.
