She likes just hanging out with me now. And, in fact, as I write this blog, she's gnawing on a chew toy on a little doggy bed at my feet.
Our first night alone together went very well. She's not entirely happy about going into her crate at night. But, once the lights were out and she realized I wasn't far away, she settled down.
She got up a 6 and I took her out for a pee break in the park. When we got home, I conked out for another couple of hours while she stretched out on the cool marble bathroom floor.
She's getting a bit peppy now. Looking like she wants to get in some quality play time. So I may see if I can get her to walk a bit beyond our usual park and do a bit of exploring of the town with me.
Here you can see her with a dog that's clearly of a similar bloodline. Her owner isn't sure what she is, but there's clearly some poodle in there.
And then, a few minutes later, a golden retriever came zipping through like some canine Halley's Comet. He only paused long enough to sniff butts and touch noses, then he was off again.
But for a moment, it was like a distant family reunion of sorts: Communing with the poodle side of her bloodline, then saying a quick hello to the golden retriever side. Great fun. Although boy do those golden retrievers move fast!
Meantime, the sun is back out, so it could be another hot one here in Wiesbaden. Hopefully Charlotte and I can get away from this asphalt and concrete and find some nice shady spot to enjoy some balmy breezes.
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