My dog was behaving perfectly—calm, as any trained animal should be. But I could feel my breathing becoming more difficult, and panic started to build. The flight attendant quietly asked:

«Do you have documents?»

With trembling hands, I handed over the dog’s certificate and papers. The flight attendant read them and smiled.

«Thank you. Everything is fine. You may stay.»

The woman rolled her eyes.

«Incredible. She doesn’t even look like a real service dog!»

«I assure you, she is,» the flight attendant replied. «You may take your seat or, if you wish, we can find you another one.»