2025/Masie-31447

Eula had a hard job. From the day she was born she was destined to help people. That was because she was a service dog.

When Eula turned 7 years old ( 1 year old in human years. She thought so at least.), she began training. But she wasn’t as great at it as the rest of her litter. She trained and trained. She trained, until the rest of her litter were ready to go on missions with the military. Whatever that meant.

After Eula failed the test, the big human people thought that it may not be a good fit for her to be a military working dog. So instead of continuing her current training, she started to train to be a service dog. The big human people said that it would be good for her. She was curious and had the ambition to help people. She went through the test and….passed. Eula was overjoyed.

Eula waited awhile, until finally she got assigned to be with an eight year old boy. This boy had many bad allergies. Eula wasn’t sure what that meant, but her job was to sniff any food he wanted to eat. There were a few things she needed to sniff out. Dairy, cashews, blueberries, peanuts, peanut butter….- Wait. Just thinking about that made Eula hungry.

However, that meant more training. Eula was really starting to hate that word. But after finally being finished ( And lots of peanut butter treats.) She was ready for her first real job.

The job was great..for the first month. Well Eula wasn’t totally sure but the boy didn’t seem to like Eula much. He would say things like, “ Back up, I don’t want to play.” Eula had been a bit….rough,but she just wanted to play. Nonetheless, she ended up going back to training. OK, yeah Eula hated that word now.

Until she met them. Eula's next job was to work with a military veteran. Though Eula didn’t know what the word,”veteran” meant, she did know that it meant that they had worked hard in their life. Kind of like Eula. The trainer had said,

“ Eula, this is a very important job. But I trust you.”

What was different about this time was Eula didn’t have to train. She apparently already knew what to do. Eula simply had to make sure that she stayed by her owner's side. At least that was what Eula remembered.

During this job there were good days. Her owner would play with her, and give her peanut butter treats. Sometimes saying,

“ Who's a good girl? Come here, you wanna treat?”

But then there were bad days. Sometimes her owner would cry. Then all Eula could do was stand by her owner. Eula tried not to focus on that too much. Eula wasn’t sure why she would cry. A lot of human things confused Eula though.

Luckily there were mostly good days. For once Eula felt like she had finally done something. She wasn’t sure what the rest of her litter might be doing right now. But Eula felt good that she had accomplished something.