It’s a special night, I feel it. My human and I are at the airport, and there are so many lights, sounds and smells.

It’s a special night, I feel it. My human and I are at the airport, and there are so many lights, sounds and smells. But I sit calmly here in my blue vest, ready to do my job. I’m not just any dog. I’m a therapy dog, and this flight is a mission.
People around me smile when they see me. Some people stop to gently caress me, and I can see their stress go away for even a moment. That’s why I’m here. Airports can be overwhelming, noisy and stressful, but I am a source of calm. That’s my role.
My human guides me, but I know we are a team. When he climbs the plane’s steps, I follow him, my tail gently wagging. I know I’m about to bring comfort to someone up there at 30,000 feet. And no matter where we go or how long it takes, I’m proud. I’m proud to know that I help make someone’s life better.
Planes, airports, lights don’t really matter to me. What matters is being there, present, for those who need me. And tonight, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.