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deal out of my wife's service dog. It's just a dog. We, me, female, 22, him male, live in a different

state from my family. However, we often travel back to my home state for special family occasions,

birthdays and Christmas,

for example. My wife is a 22-year-old military veteran, and when she discharged, it was medically.

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Okay.

She has been diagnosed with PTSD, anxiety, and depression.

And this is talking about the wife, yes.

Okay, got it.

And has spent several stints in psychiatric hospitals, one for four months.

She was prescribed an assistant service dog, who we have trained under the

supervision of a registered organization, and she will call her Daisy, is formally qualified and

papered. She goes pretty much wherever we go, including interstate flights in the cabin of the plane,

with my wife in an ambulance to hospital and also was interned with her at a psychiatric

unit. My family are all aware of this and mostly supportive. Yeah. Well, I mean, you kind of need

a dog for this. Yeah. However, the last time we visited for my niece's 21st birthday, I was questioned

by both my sister and my niece about whether Daisy was accompanying my

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