This isn’t about me and Tiny. It starts with us, but it’s so much bigger than us. Every disabled handler. Every fully trained service dog. Every service dog in training who currently has zero federal protection. Every team that depends on each other to stay safe, stable, and alive… That’s who this is for. I wish the world understood how much these dogs do. They’re medical equipment. They’re independence. They’re safety. They’re freedom. Tiny doesn’t replace my disability…she helps me survive it. She alerts for my seizures and gives me precious minutes to get safe before my body gives out. She gives me moments of my life back. But I’m going to be honest advocacy isn’t easy. It’s overwhelming. Some days I freeze. Some days I doubt myself. Some days I don’t feel strong at all. But then I look at Tiny, those big brown eyes, and I remember exactly why I started. She saved my life. Now I’m fighting to save hers…and protect every handler and every service dog, trained or in training, who depends on the safety of that partnership. So even when it’s hard, I keep going. One voice. One dog. One mission. Learn more: www.TinysBill.com