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There is a piece of my medical degree that belongs to Arlo. He was beside me through every chapter of medical school; the late nights studying until I could barely keep my eyes open, the exams that made me question whether I was good enough, the tears, the celebrations, and the days when I came home so exhausted that I had nothing left to give. Arlo never needed me to explain any of it. He would simply find me, put his head against me, and stay. For years, while I was learning how to take care of other people, Arlo was quietly taking care of me. He never knew what an exam was. He didn’t understand the pressure of medical school or why some nights I sat surrounded by books instead of playing with him. He only knew when I needed him. And somehow, he always knew. Today, I’m a doctor, and when I look back at everything it took to get here, Arlo is woven into nearly every memory. He was there before the white coat, before the degree, and before I ever got to put “doctor” in front of my name. I may have been the one who walked across the stage and received the diploma, but I never got there alone. Medicine taught me how to care for people. Arlo taught me what it means to stay beside someone while they’re finding the strength to keep going. And I think that might be the most important lesson I learned.

Arlo is nearly 90 pounds of gentleness, loyalty, and absolutely no understanding of personal space. At home, he is goofy, adventurous, curious, stubborn, affectionate, and completely convinced that despite his size, he belongs as close to his people as physically possible. He makes us laugh constantly. But there is another side of Arlo that is difficult to put into words. He notices people. When someone needs him, the big, silly dog suddenly becomes incredibly gentle. He gets quiet. He waits. He doesn’t demand attention or ask for anything in return. He simply stays close enough for someone to reach for him when they’re ready. It is one of the reasons he became such a special therapy dog, especially with children. There is something about him that makes people feel like they don’t have to be afraid, embarrassed, or perfect around him. Arlo doesn’t care if you had a bad day. He doesn’t care if you failed, stumbled over your words, cried, or weren’t quite brave enough the first time. He just stays. That is Arlo in his purest form: a huge dog with an even bigger heart who somehow knows that sometimes the greatest thing you can do for someone is make sure they don’t have to face a hard moment alone. 

Arlo’s greatest talent isn’t a trick. It is giving people courage when they can’t quite find it on their own. During one of his therapy visits, Arlo met a child who was terrified to read aloud. He was scared and lacked the confidence to use his voice in front of others. So Arlo sat beside him. The child reached down and held Arlo’s paw. And then he started to read. As he held onto Arlo, something changed. Little by little, the fear faded. His voice became stronger. The child who had been afraid to read aloud began reading with confidence, all while holding the paw of a dog who would never judge him for stumbling over a word. Arlo didn’t know whether every word was pronounced correctly. He didn’t care how quickly the child read or if he needed to try again. He just sat there, paw in hand, as if to say, “I’m right here. You can do this.” I’ll never forget that. Because years before, Arlo had done essentially the same thing for me. When medical school felt impossible, he couldn’t take an exam for me or tell me that everything would work out. All he could do was stay beside me. Somehow, that was enough to help me keep going. I became a doctor while Arlo became a therapy dog. We took very different paths, but we ended up with surprisingly similar purposes: helping people through the moments that scare them. Arlo will never understand what a medical degree is or realize how much of mine belongs to him. He may never understand what he did for that little boy, either. But somewhere there is a child who discovered the courage to use his voice because he was holding Arlo’s paw. And there is a doctor who found the courage to keep chasing her dream because that same paw was always there for her, too.