|Daisy moving in to give a kiss.|
|Diesel likes belly rubs. Who knew?|
Both dogs rode beautifully, not a whine or bark the entire way up (about 2.5 hours). Both traveled on a full stomach after having breakfast and neither dog got car sick. I wasn't sure how Daisy would be meeting strangers so I went inside and procured a willing volunteer to test her out. She was fine. She was overwhelmed by it all, but she handled it better than I expected. She preferred to lay down where she could observe and where no one could come up on her from behind, but after a while she relaxed a bit, would let people approach her, took treats from everyone, and even gave a few kisses. I was pleased.
|Daisy sticking close to her|
handler for security.
|It wasn't exactly a Diesel-sized space.|
It was tight quarters for a Dane, and
his tail may have rearranged a few things
but he didn't steal anything.
Maya had been concerned and not very happy that I left the house with two other dogs this morning and left her behind. Clay was home all day, in and out, brewing a new beer, and I would have bet good money that Maya would have expressed her displeasure by chewing up something of mine. I got home and found that she had been good all day, much to my surprise. There were still some daylight hours left, so she and I got out for a 2.5 mile hike before dark. It was just the two of us, and that seemed to make amends.
|Both dogs were happy to see each other from time|
to time. A familiar face in strange surroundings
can be comforting.
|Everyone remarked on the size of Diesel's feet.|
|There were several puppies there that looked|
like they could have been Daisy's, same color