This is my favorite comment so far. Like I have literally crippling fibromyalgia and take gabapentin. If I need gabapentin I'll just say"meds sweetie" and he'll know to get the big bottle of pills. He even brings me my cigarettes on command. He also is trained to tell me if he needs anything bc disassociation is a bitch. He'll come to me. Give me paw. I'll ask "what do you want?" And he'll just lead me to the sink or his food bowl or the outside door.