Don’t know Tulip? Start here.
Days 1-4
I don’t know. All the days and breakfasts and poops and walks are blending together. I do know that every night we have to take a detour to avoid the loose dog from last week, except one night when a different dog, a white dog that clearly belongs to the yard he runs out of, riles the shit out of my pack and makes my heart pound out of my chest.
Leashes, people.
Fences.
Come on.
Here’s Tulip chewing on a deer antler/being cute:
Day 5
We have an appointment with a volunteer from CCB to work on manners. She shows me how to get Tulip to approach a dog and then interrupt her and get her attention so she doesn’t come across as so intense to the other dog. The woman also suggests that I tether Tulip to something stationary in the yard and then walk Redford or Violet by her on the leash, let them realize it’s all good. Tulip doesn’t spend any time off leash during the session, but it’s a start.
She enjoys the hot dog treats.
Maybe we’ll take a treat-based class.
Day 6
I’m busy squeezing an 8-month-old’s chubby thighs (my brother’s kid, not a stranger, though I don’t blame you if you wondered) and don’t get around to working with the dogs. We do go on a walk, and sure enough, we have to turn around because of the loose dog. Grrrr.
Day 7
Tulip and I go to Auntie Wa’s house. Tulip patrols the fence for 45 minutes and then my niece and nephew chase her around the yard for another half an hour.
She’s going to make some family with kids really happy one day.