We did one trip around the leisure path, a walking track that winds around the campus here. Every new dog team makes this trek. It's an easy one for the dog and the human, and the dogs like getting out. Velvet did well, and didn't run me into things on the first walk, so I guess that's the first step to ultimate exceptance. The Nylabone thing concerns me, but hey, this whole master doggie relationship is a two edged sword at times.
I got to groom her for the first time last night as well, and she seemed to tolerate it ok. I actually think that the grooming experience helped her to acept me more and start the bonding process.
I'm feeling a lot better than I was yesterday. I haven't stopped thinking about Fiona, but Velvet is such a sweet puppy that I can't help but to give her the respect and love that she deserves. It'll be neat to see Fiona again though for sure.
Park time at the Seeing Eye is an event to behold. It's also not one for the weak of heart of the squeamish of stomach. We take our dogs out to use the bathroom or park four times a day. Once at 5:30, then at 10, then at 4:30, and finally at 8:00. I forgot how much I really dislike the time, no matter how necessary, mostly because, especially at first, it's so chaotic--sporadic calls of various dog's names and "Park time!" in a very energetic voice. This is especially hard at 5:30 in the morning or when it's poaring down rain. I've never before heard so much talk about doing a "good poop" or "she did a 1! Good girl" before in my life. Again ... back to the "it's like having a new baby" phenomena right? They're picking up the canine gifts for us for now, but in a few days we'll get to do it.
It's time for breakfast, so I need to go. I'll expound on this whole thing later.