Ambitions
“Training Medical Alert Dogs to make a difference so others may live a life of difference”
Why do we do this? The truth is we love America unapologetically. It is our belief that America is the greatest country in the world and in order to keep her that way we as Americans must operate at our full capacity. We originally were training pet dogs and gundogs. While it was great, we didn’t feel we made an impact for our country. Then we ran across a client who needed a diabetic alert dog for her daughter as she was on assignment and couldn’t help as much as she wanted but also was stressed to the next level with worry and guilt. We realized yes diabetes affects so many people and the ripple effect of diabetes directly impacts the efforts of every American. As we have grown we see the effects of having a Medical Alert Dog in the home and how it allows the household to contribute to our great country at a more efficient level.
Where did it start? After a few years of training dogs Zach was looking for more and considering what direction to head. Sitting at breakfast with his wife Nicole at a Cracker Barrel in Collinsville IL a older male was being laughed at and mocked for what everyone was assuming that he was drunk and possibly homeless. The young couple sat in disgust as several waitresses and patrons mocked the man for what seemed like hours. The man then asked a waitress for an orange juice and she said sir you split your last orange juice you need some water. He picked the water up and split the majority as patrons began to laugh. Another waitress, likely a manager, came forward and asked the man to leave. As the assumed manager went to get his bill it dawned on Zach “Nicole he is diabetic!!” Hurriedly Zach stood and grabbed the gentleman from behind to hold him in his chair and he began to nearly seize. Nicole ordered the waitress to get another orange juice and to call 911 while dumping sugar packets into her own water and attempted to have him drink. We left when the ambulance arrived and as we climbed in our then jeep I promised Nicole we would never allow that to happen to anyone again. To fall victim to a faceless disability. Had the man been missing a limb, worn a veterans hat, or perhaps came in a wheelchair he would have been catered to differently we hope but because Diabetes is more of a ghost no one knew that he needed help. REAL HELP! I don’t know who the man was or what ultimately happened to him but I do know he left an everlasting impact on our lives and hopefully will impact yours.