Day Eight

Day Eight:

We started for work again. The route itself is simple, but there are traffic lights she needs to anounce. We saw that she had problems with it, but it was still acceptable. At work everybody was wonderful. Folks did not at all look at or pet Quito, they only did so when I told them. Quito is a dog of changed policies. She is sceptical of strangers, so we encourage everybody to pet her. She walked the routes there flawlessly, like she knew it. It was fun to see how she pulled towards her new place, had a bit of water and then stood by the dog bed. I think it smells like those at home, mainly like Hapoo, so she knows. But lying down and waiting is difficult with all the new impressions.

After lunch we left, having met my cousin and Daniel in the wheelchair. Next came a traffic light marathon. There are many if you continue from work to a supermarket. Quito was not amused, but we only stopped annoying her when she showed one light acceptably.

When we finally returned home she was really tired and collapsed to sleep.

Also, a new harness was ordered, which is going to be the graduation symbol, if you wish, when it arrives. So far she runs well in Hapoo's old harness.