We took Sophie to an adoption event today with the gang from Great Plains Pointer Rescue. If someone had told Sophie what was in store for her she would have hidden under the sofa with a taser.
Luckily, she did not know! First was the dreaded car ride. That is when the panting begins and the dripping on whatever is near by. In this instance it would be me. It was a multi-napkin ride. When the car is moving she will lay down and put her head under the seat. When the car stops she's up and panting. Another napkin please.
Arriving at 3 Dogs Bakery required a "walk" from the car. Having travelled with her before I was prepared. She took a poo the size of a hippo in the parking lot. She is improving - last time she did that inside Pet Co. I had a bag, I should have brought a shovel. I'm learning though....
The event offered the experience of wearing one of those nifty "Adopt Me" vests. Another fashion first for Sophie. It took a while before she realized it is possible to walk with it on. Much like me when I don high heels.
The panting and drooling continued, accompanied by some trembling. Obviously a nervous Nellie, but only good things happened to her. She got lots of pats and gentle loves. Hopefully those registered in her brain and will be absorbed later. She met Casino, Lucky, and Deacon. She sniffed and got sniffed and took it all in stride. Well, in a trembling, panting, drooling stride.
By the end of the 2+ hours she did lay down and rest. I'm taking that as a good sign. Being social is exhausting. Being handled, touched and wearing a vest is mind numbing. Taking a dump that large must at least lighten your step.
She may not know it, but she did good. Next time will be easier. And there will be a next time.
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
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