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April 29th, 2008

The first night and Park time @ 06:47 am

Current Location: Morristown, NJ

It's almost like having a nwe child I suppose. On the first night, you're up later than you want to be, and every noise that the baby makes, you wake up. I did get to bed reasonably early--about nine--but kept waking up, first because there was a nose in my mouth and face at about 3:30, and then after that when Velvet made some crazy whiny "When are you going to feed me" noises. Good times. It was nice to not have to wash my face this morning--Velvet took care of that for me, then she threw her nylabone (by accident I hope) at me and it hit my head. Craziness.

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.
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Date:April 29th, 2008 11:46 am (UTC)
Oh how I remember that. I knew of one guy who would say wee, in this little kid's voice and the dog would pee. The dog was a male, so you knew when he'd pe. About a week before he left, Dan the owner couldn't speak. He tried a few times, then the whole class said it on three. The dog obliged. I hated getting up so darn early. Glad she's doing well.
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Date:April 29th, 2008 11:55 pm (UTC)
This has been a fascinating journey to read so far. Thank you for sharing the experience.
Date:April 30th, 2008 01:04 am (UTC)
ummm... this is odd. Umm... you should hook me up with some pictures of this cute puppy. I have a cute puppy... he's a white fluff ball about a foot and a half long. Terribly cute, but also very annoying - he wouldn't make a very good guide dog, nope. Not one bit.

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