Imagine dropping your phone while sitting on a barstool that your bum happens to be glued to. All together now: “Oh no! Not my phone!” Getting up is not an option. Now imagine that the stool has armrests.
Can’t reach the floor, can ya? Stinks, doesn’t it? It’s a situation that users of power wheelchairs find themselves in every day (except the barstool part).
Add to that equation a smart and capable dog who responds to the drop by looking up at you with big brown eyes that say, “Need help?”
The situation’s starting to smell better. Continue reading
Help On Four Legs 