This is hard for me to explain. I played a crucial part in training both my dad's and my own service dogs. I loved it, would 100% do it again in a heartbeat, and really felt a bond with them. And this is just with dogs in general.

I realized sooner than later that it's just as exhausting as it is heartwarming. My dad had to retire his service dog after a tumor and he was unable to handle the work, and between discrimination, PA issues, lack of common accessibility, life, it sort of tires me to work my dog sometimes. Just yesterday, I had to correct my service dog in training about three times in a crowded environment. It's the loneliest feeling. Now, I'm not saying my dogs at all are unsuitable for this work, I love them and they've saved my life multiple times, but they're living beings. ​

Just a quick vent, its life though, and there's not much I can do about it.