On Tuesday, when it was a perfect fall day, Chico and I went for a walk with eight, yes, EIGHT, other dogs.
Three Portuguese Water Dogs, three Australian Shepherds, a Mini-Aussie, and Pointer. Chico did not engage in interactive play, but he was calm and happy.
I’m really proud of him. It was a beautiful day and I could participate in the human social interactions and he could, sort of, hang with the dogs.
At the end of the day when the puppy needed carrying I was able to do that and Chico was not at all troubled.
We certainly could not have done this a couple years ago. My heart sings, and holds great hope for Lucy’s successful, if likely temporary (she has things to do in a few months – the breed rings calls for her, and I am highly unlikely to be the one who takes her there), integration to our little pack here at the house.
This afternoon we’re of to do a little USDAA agility, tomorrow is my first workshop as Lucy’s handler, Sunday Chico, Lucy and I go back to the USDAA trial – Chico will run in Pairs with his friend Jonah, and play some Snooker – our first time in P2, I think; and Lucy will look around. Yee-ha! Here we go.