Felix Sanchez
It was a chilly fall night, and 8-year-old Oliver was excited.
He wasn’t thinking about his favorite baseball team winning its next game. He wasn’t dreaming about the new Nintendo Switch game he wanted to play with his little brother. No, Oliver was excitedly waiting for a phone call.
BUZZZZ.
Oliver grabbed his mom’s phone and tossed it to her. After what seemed like forever, his mom hung up and smiled. “It’s happening!” she shouted.
Oliver pumped his fist in the air. He’d been waiting for this call for years. He was finally going to get the chance to meet a group of dogs. These weren’t just any dogs. They were service dogs.
And one of them could change Oliver’s life.
It was a chilly fall night. Eight-year-old Oliver was excited.
He wasn’t thinking about his favorite baseball team. He wasn’t dreaming about playing a new Nintendo Switch game with his brother. No. Oliver was excitedly waiting for a phone call.
BUZZZZ.
Oliver grabbed his mom’s phone. He tossed it to her. After what seemed like forever, his mom hung up. She smiled. “It’s happening!” she shouted.
Oliver pumped his fist in the air. He’d been waiting for this call for years. He was finally going to get the chance to meet a group of dogs. These weren’t just any dogs. They were service dogs.
And one of them could change Oliver’s life.
Eight-year-old Oliver was waiting for a phone call.
BUZZZZ.
His mom picked up the phone. “It’s happening!” she shouted.
Oliver pumped his fist in the air. He was about to meet a group of dogs. And one of them could change his life.