This is me with my service dog, Greta, ten years ago. She was only three years old then, and very well trained. I trained her myself, from my wheelchair. She was adopted at 5 weeks old from the Houston SPCA, and became my best friend and helped me every day - she could pick ANYTHING off the floor, find my cell phone, carry things for me, and never left my side. She died, suddenly, last May. Exactly one week later, I fell transferring in my wheelchair - trying to reach for my cell phone that Greta always carried for me - and shattered my left femur, the paralyzed side of my body.