Exploring My New Neighborhood
When I was adopted, Liz and Jace had to promise to keep me on my leash at all times. So when we were ready to start, Jace tried to call me to him so he could attach my leash. I didn’t budge. But when he grabbed my leash, I knew what that meant – I was up and ready! I would probably learn faster if Jace would say “come” while I was actually walking toward him, but he’s going to need more practice before he gets that right.
I was very curious about everything I saw, but I didn’t shy away from anything. I got to see another dog across the street, but my new parents thought it best not to let me get too close.
After a few minutes, I found a nice place to relieve myself – near a fire hydrant. My new parents were quick to praise me, and had even brought along a treat. Liz tried to tell Jace to break the treat into smaller pieces to
stretch the effect – but she was too late. After “my performance,” Liz and Jace continued to walk me around the neighborhood. If they keep up the habit of walking me after I’ve relieved myself, I think that will make it less tempting to “hold it” just to prolong the walk. I’m sure there will be days when my parents are in a hurry, and they’ll appreciate this small forethought.
While out on my stroll, I got to hear the L train in the distance. As I passed one house, a small dog snuck to the window and unleashed a surprising bark and growl. Much to my parent’s surprise, I didn’t bat an eye.
While out on a walk, my parents needed to stop at the grocery store. Since they’d promised to never leave me tied to anything, Liz stayed with me outside while Jace did the shopping. While waiting, a little boy and his father came by and wanted to pet me. I’m not sure how wise it was, but my parents let them meet me.
When it was all done, I came home to drink some water and crash on my new doggie bed.
