Everything Sven

Everything Sven *** Owner Trained Service Dog. ***
This page represents who I am as a Disabled Person & Dog Handler. Born 2019
Graduated 2021
Weight 212 Lbs.

I write about what matters to us as a Service Dog Team & Dog Mom. I hope my page can inspire, educate, entertain & enrich your life in some way. Multi-Purpose Task Trained Service Dog in Mobility Assistance, Medical Alert via Scent Detection & PTSD mitigation. Height 35 inches at shoulders
Breed: Fawn Great Dane

Our annual Holiday Merchandise is now available on our website Check out:   | Official Merchandise | Bonfire
11/29/2025

Our annual Holiday Merchandise is now available on our website Check out: | Official Merchandise | Bonfire

11/27/2025
I'm Posting for Mom today. She's on the couch with the blahs. Our floor mats were dirty again already. So, this afternoo...
11/23/2025

I'm Posting for Mom today. She's on the couch with the blahs.

Our floor mats were dirty again already. So, this afternoon we snuck in a quick trip to the laundromat before all the thanksgiving & black Friday holiday travel rush starts up. The laundromat is sandwiched in between two malls and a grovery store so it was a now or next week moment.

While there Momma started feeling crappy, and while not trained specifically for inositol, I can still smell it and often alert for Grampy (much to his dismay) Normally alert Momma for Serotonin and Cortisol. I can smell Covid and Cancer too.

Well, anyway... Momma had a rare emergency, low blood sugar like event, or maybe dehydration, she started having some pangs and feeling all wonky and nearly took things out of the drier so we could leave sooner but we mats are even harder to carry.

By the time we left she just about couldn't walk, talk or drive, and she knew what was happening because she used to work in the medical field, she pulled over and went into MickeyDs right down the road for a soda & sit. She tried to order a small, but even the staff knew something was wrong and gave her a large.

Scary as its not typical for her. She's been having some endocrine issues with thyroid and going for bloodwork and tests, as it's all part of the same system, so something is up, especially as she had a muffin before we left home and really didn't work too hard at tossing a few mats into the machine. Came as a surprise. Anyway, we made it home just as it was starting to rain and snow bit. Phew.

11/22/2025

🚨 Heads-up, big-dog fam: “Birch sugar” may sound harmless, but it’s really just another name for Xylitol — and it’s highly toxic to dogs.

Here’s what you need to know:
🔍 Birch sugar = Xylitol. Same danger.

🚫 Found in sugar-free gum, candies, some “healthy” nut butters, and other human treats.

⚠️ For dogs, even a tiny amount can trigger low blood sugar, liver failure, seizures — it’s serious.

✅ What to do: Read those labels. Store human treats where your pup can’t reach. And if your dog does get into something you’re unsure about — call your vet immediately.

Let’s keep our gentle giants safe and sound. Who else has done a major pantry sweep after discovering this? Drop a “✅” if you’re checking labels and staying vigilant! 🐾💛

11/22/2025

Let’s start the conversation and make migraine visible. 💜

We’re excited to share the launch of the “I Am Visible” pin, created in partnership with Neurobloom.

This pin features a depiction of brain changes from a PET scan during a migraine attack.

It’s a powerful reminder that what might seem invisible deserves to be seen, understood, and supported.

A portion of proceeds supports the AMF’s mission to fund research, education, and advocacy — helping bring greater visibility and understanding to life with migraine.

✨ Wear your support. Start the conversation. Make migraine visible.

Shop the pin: https://www.neuroblooms.com/shop/migraine-enamel-pin

More shopping today and all she got me were these freakin' things. God only knows what she's got planned. Maybe the batt...
11/20/2025

More shopping today and all she got me were these freakin' things. God only knows what she's got planned. Maybe the batteries will die out fast?!? Dear Santa ... H-E-L-P !!!

11/17/2025

🌧️ Did you know?

Many dogs don’t actually mind getting wet — it’s the sound of the rain that can bother them! Rain amplifies noise, and since dogs have incredibly sensitive hearing, all those echoes and drips can feel overwhelming.

So next time your pup hesitates at the door, it might not be stubbornness — just those super ears doing their job.

This week there were no appointments, just a lot of shopping, catching up errands and trying to get ahead of the holiday...
11/16/2025

This week there were no appointments, just a lot of shopping, catching up errands and trying to get ahead of the holiday traffic. I tend to forget a lot of things from people stopping, talking or interrupting us. I forget the list or forget to put things on the list and by the time we're done or get home groceries are more like a grab bag than purposeful. It turned out to be 6 stores in 3 days, because somethings were out-of-stock including batteries for T2H2 our automated trash can.

We also managed to drop off a box of canned goods and a bag of holiday items to the local police donation collection event at grocery store. The Government shut-down and the SNAP thing has been a nightmare for everyone, especially hard on the elderly and disabled that can't make out or stand in long lines in the colder weather.

I decorated early this year, with chronic illness, pain etc. you have to do it while you can. And now we're making Holiday decoration for Grammy & Grampy, it's sort of like Valentines but for the holidays. I forgot the glitter pen so we're using a red sharpie, I hope it doesn't bleed thru to the other side. It was a cut-out from a box of cereal.

At least we made it home before the rain today, but I already need another coffee. Sven is also not a fan of the rain.

CPTSD
11/15/2025

CPTSD

There’s a kind of tiredness that seeps beyond sleep —
a fatigue that doesn’t start in the muscles, but in the memories.
It’s not the weariness of a long day; it’s the heaviness of a long life lived in survival mode.

You know it well.
The ache in your bones that no nap touches.
The fog that sits behind your eyes no matter how early you go to bed.
The invisible weight pressing down, whispering “I can’t keep doing this” —
and yet somehow, you keep doing it.

This isn’t laziness.
This is the body remembering what it’s endured.

CPTSD, anxiety, depression — they’re not abstract labels;
they’re what happens when the nervous system spends decades preparing for danger that never ends.
You’ve lived entire chapters of your life inside a constant state of alert —
heart racing, muscles clenched, mind sprinting even in stillness.

So now, even when peace arrives, your body doesn’t believe it.
It stays ready — scanning, bracing, guarding.
And that vigilance feels like exhaustion, because it is.
You’ve been holding the world up with your shoulders for too long.

And still — you rise.
You get dressed when gravity feels personal.
You reach out when your throat trembles with silence.
You do the dishes when your body feels made of lead.
You’re not just showing up for the world — you’re showing up for the part of you that never got to rest.

That deserves to be named.

Because what you call weakness is actually persistence.
What you call burnout is bravery accumulated over years of pretending to be fine.
Your fatigue isn’t a flaw — it’s evidence of survival.

But survival isn’t the end of the story.
You don’t owe the world constant endurance.
You owe yourself gentleness now.

Let your body collapse into rest without shame.
Let stillness be productive.
Let recovery be holy.

You’ve carried enough wars inside you.
You don’t have to earn the right to breathe.
You’re allowed to be tired — not because you’re failing,
but because you’ve been fighting for far too long.

This exhaustion isn’t the end —
it’s the threshold.
The place where survival finally loosens its grip,
and life begins to return.

11/14/2025

Vertigo and dizziness are two different experiences:

Weekend chores. Sven wouldn't walk the plank at the bath & body place for doggos, not sure if he's not feeling well or t...
11/11/2025

Weekend chores.

Sven wouldn't walk the plank at the bath & body place for doggos, not sure if he's not feeling well or typical stubborn Dane antics. Can't say I blame him it was a bit damp & windy outside.

We went over to auto store; I needed new screws for my license plate as they were rusty and running down the old plates (we got new plates as the paint was also peeling & flaking off). After that, we swung by the car wash where I jokingly said to Sven if he didn't take a bath soon, he was going get the power wash. Ha-Ha-Ha the look on his face was priceless, as he was intently watching the goings on in front of us. The afternoon proved to be too damp a day or too late in the day, my windows are all streaky and need to be done again.

After some more holiday chores fresh air and a nice walk, he was pretty conked out, didn't even finish watching illuminations with me.

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