Today therapy was really hard. I was sitting here crying, and generally being miserable, when I felt a nudge at my knee. I looked down to see that Zeus, my service dog, was doing his job… and brought me a potato.”
“It is very hard to cry with a gift of potato,” she added.
A few months later, according to Metro UK, the pooch brought her not only one, but two potatoes. Along with the taters, Zeus also brought his loving owner a handful of empty pill bottles because he probably thought she needed them. D'aww.
Zeus thinks a potato is a loving gift, and that's cute. Just don't tell Zeus about Bigo.