For Marsh, almost every problem can be solved by going on a walk.
Got the zoomies? Go for a walk.
Gotta go do your business? Go for a walk.
Feeling lonely? Go for a walk. (He gets to meet all the neighborhood dogs on his walk.)
Feeling bored? Go for a walk.
He’s not a service dog yet. But every time I have a bout of anxiety, Marsh asks to go for a walk. (We have a bell he rings to tell us he wants to go out. After about 5 times, I know he’s serious). Somehow, he knows I’ve been sad, lately. Thus, we’ve been walking a lot more. I guess this is his way of helping me solve my problems.