I’m a very anxious person trying to train a service dog to help her manage that anxiety. But I’m not very important in this.

The real star is Sidekick:

Sidekick is my Labradoodle puppy and he’s amazing (most of the time, anyway). He’s the chillest, sweetest, softest dog I have ever met, and he totally balances me out. He’s the Hufflepuff to my Ravenclaw. The Luke to my Leia. The Joey to my Chandler. He’s perfect (and much more intelligent than those examples make him sound). He has a grumpy old man face and a penchant for sighing dramatically, but he also tolerates too many cuddles when I really need them and he hasn’t destroyed any of my shoes so far, so I think that means he loves me back.