Bear went in this morning. Yesterday was his last day of being intact, of having a pair swinging. So we made the most of it. It might have been due to the experience at the Holiday Inn (see previous post), or it could have been just trying to get the most out of cyber Monday. Whatever the reason, Bear had a busy day.
The day begin with the now usual ride to school with Sam, Dec, and Emma. He is getting better, but still needs some training. I am also getting a bit better at sensing when he MUST take a poop, when he is yanking to get to some grass. I’ve learned to simply let go of the leash and get a bag out.
After getting back home, Bear’s usual three-hour morning nap was cut short to sign papers for our refinance (have you seen how low rates are?). At this point I realized that I could have easily left Bear at home. The decision to bring Bear was a combination of the Holiday Inn experience and Bear’s increasing maturity. He is much calmer and able to hold it together for longer periods of time. At the same time I am more aware of how people react when they see the “Service Dog” vest.
We rode the elevator up to the 14th floor. Bear laid on the floor while we signed. He was very still with the help of my foot on his leash, but he didn’t struggle. We visited the Men’s room. There was someone else in the restroom. Luckily the stall was vacant. At this point I realized that Bear hadn’t drunk any water and was likely very thirsty. I waited for the other occupant to exit before letting Bear drink from the commode. (It’s a well-known fact that the water from a toilet is cleaner than the water in the washing machine.)
After the Title company, there were some errands to do. In particular, we had some stores to visit. Before shopping, though, I needed some food. So we went to one of the best places: Chipotle’s. Bear got to practice his Army crawl while we inched forward in line. Then he got to lay quietly below the table while Heather and I ate.
Then it was off to Nordstrom, then to Costco, and finally to Wal-Mart. In general, people ignore the fact that I am walking around with a dog. I suppose that this occurs when Bear is really behaving himself. It may be that comments are more common when I have to correct him, put him in a sit, or redirect him. People say how cute he is, or the fact that I am training him, or ask if it is difficult to give the dog up when they are grown. I used to respond to these comments, but now I usually smile and nod.
Once home Bear plopped down in the kitchen where dinner was being made, but he quickly fell fast asleep, snoring on his side. Again his nap was cut short to ride to Sam’s and pickup Dec. On our ride home we stopped at a field for Bear to run off leash, and then back home.
He slept soundly. This morning it was another ride to school before being dropped off at the vet’s for the chopping block.
- How much will this surgery set Bear back in scent training.
- How much do we want Bear to be with us when we are not at home?
- How many Hanukkah presents will Bear destroy?
- Lord of the Flies from Fiona’s English class.
- Another set of earphones.
- Dec’s slipper.
- A plastic Army soldier.
- Dec’s walkie-talkie (I hope it still works).