I’ve been home for three weeks. I’m getting the hang of this Sunday thing. Everybody is here and we just relax. It finally didn’t rain, and I got to play outside for a while. We listened to music, which I’m not afraid of anymore, and actually like now, especially Pitbull (of course) and Will.i.am, and we played games, too.
My people left for a short time and put me in the crate. I wasn’t happy about that, but when they came back, they completely made up for it by bringing me a new bed, two new chew toys, and a delicious dinner of kibble and beef stew with gravy.
I think the best possible thing has been Dad putting up that screen door. Compared to when I first got here, I am in and out and all over the house and the yard now. Things are looking up for me. It’s been a good day. A chew toy kinda Sunday.
Today makes up for yesterday. It is Sunday, and Dad is home all day. I love Dad, and Dad loves me. I can tell. He is very strict with me, but I know he is fond of me. I don’t see him as much as I see Mom, so when I do, it is Special Time.
Today, Jamie had the idea of going to the Growly Mill and the woods around it for a very long walk. Mom called the PetSmart to see if they could give me a bath after. It’s been 2 weeks since my operation, my stitches are gone, and I am all better now.
My family cleaned out Dad’s work van and we all hopped in. We rode in the big van for a long time. It was exciting, but I didn’t ride in the back. I stayed up front with my people. I like to be near my people. When we got to the woods, Dad took my lead this time and he walked me. I tried the tugging and pulling game, but Dad is strong. I figured out pretty quickly that he wanted me to walk by his side, and I did. We walked and walked and walked. Then we had to walk all the way back. It was deeper woods than by our house; very beautiful and good-smelling. Not a lot of humans around.
When we got back to the van Mom offered me a drink, then we drove to the PetSmart where a nice lady named, “Heather” took my lead and gave me a bath. She was very friendly and even though I was nervous without my people, it wasn’t too bad because a lot was happening at once. I’m just glad I didn’t need my nails clipped. I did NOT like the hair dryer. So, Heather let me dry myself in a big cage. I worried about what would happen next, but sure enough Mom and Jamie showed up with big smiles and treats! Everyone said I did a great job. In the back of my mind I was worried they weren’t coming back, even though I saw the other dogs going home with their people.
Dad was waiting in the van and was full of praise. That made me feel so good inside! I realized how tired I was and fell asleep with my head on Jamie’s leg. When we got home, Dad gave me a new collar that matches my leash. Everyone says how clean and white my coat is. I feel like a new dog!