Hunter, Get Me Outta Here!

Yesterday Hunter — my service dog — had his annual exam. Everything came out OK. The vet found a small lump but it turned out to be nothing but a little fatty tissue. I love Hunter and it seems that he loves me. Right now my heart is filled with happy feelings. Hunter is out in the living room, fast asleep.

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He has done some pretty amazing things during our 6 years together.

In Disneyland. We were in New Orleans Square. It was between 5 and 6 pm. People in the Anaheim area were getting off work and entering the park. It got very crowded very fast.

I began to get anxious. In fact, I began to get so anxious I was beginning to dissociate. I lost my awareness/connection with my surroundings. All I remember is a suffocating crowd of people.

I said: “Hunter, get me outta here!” Immediately he began to move me. If you know Disneyland, you know New Orleans Square is a fair distance from the main entrance. Somehow, Hunter negotiated the crowds without much direction from me and the next thing I am actually aware of is the bus stops. Outside the park.

I was able to get us back to the Candy Cane Inn, our hotel. He got me through the hard part.

I think this is the second post about Hunter and Disneyland. We actually don’t go to Disneyland that often. We went in October of 2017. I mention it because Hunter was amazing! Without him Disneyland would not be a pleasant memory for me.

Some of you who read this know what I mean. Sometimes we can be so triggered as to lose track of who and where we are.

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