PTSD and driving in my car.

Driving in my car with Paisley. When PTSD had a total grip on me, driving was a no-go!  My car would sit outside, feeling unwanted and like a child on the naughty step, with zero interaction.  I was never able to leave the house so using the car was never an option....

Paisley’s training/walking/hiking rig.

Paisley has her very own belt kit, it consists of pouches that are ‘molle’ connected to the belt and the belt is supported by shoulder straps. She has: left and right, sided treat bags for training. A clicker for training. Poo bags & hand sanitiser. Carabiners’....

Getting out the house.

A trial of patience, a challenge of thoughts and emotions.  Getting out of the house with Paisley was a challenge for me because all I saw outside were threats. Threats that come in looks and glances and in the society of today, staring!   I doubt very much that...