Here in the picture my sweet black lobbes -Boots (speak out Buets). Back in the day, Boot's service dog was with a good friend of mine. He opened and closed doors there, took off socks, helped with the jacket and wheelchair, and took things off the ground.

Until after a while he became increasingly lommer, it didn't go anymore. They found out that's probably because he had an allergy. So they were looking for him a new home, where he could take it easy. And I was the lucky one! Since then, he has been opening a door once in a while, just for fun. Or is he picking something up for me, just to show how tough it is that he can still do that. And then he just lawns on again, in the sun, jumps in ring dyke again or chews on a ball.

Boots - from service dog to home dog

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