On Sunday, (April 10th), I turned 8 months old. I now weigh 62.3 lbs. and mom has started calling me "little moo moo", (because I look like a little black Angus cow and she says I am getting to be the size of a cow). I now get to go just about any place that the older dogs are allowed to go. Mom and Dad said that I now get more introductions to the outside world and I will now get the chance to see how my commands that I have been learning will come in handy.
On Wednesday, (April 13th), our puppy training class went downtown to the Salt Lake public library for a visit. It was a very rainy day and only 5 of us showed up for class. Here I am saying hello to Goldy. She's only 2 weeks younger than me.
First we rode the glass elevator up to the top of the library. I didn't care for that. Dad said I will have to practice that a lot more and get used to it. It's pretty scary! Then we walked up the circular steps and took in the view of the downtown area. It was nice up there.
We all got to practice a few commands, then went back inside to walk around the library and visit with some people and do some more commands. Some people even petted us, and learned about CCI from our moms and dads. Then outside we all went and across the street to the Trax station to catch the train for our first ride from the library to the Gateway Center.
At first I wasn't sure how to react, but then I realized that it was like riding in the back of mom's car and I just settled down and relaxed. A couple of the other girls didn't do as well. But I was a natural. Dad said that if I get placed with a handicap person in a city that uses mass transportation I will have no trouble helping that person get around. We rode the train for 45 about minutes.
When we got home that evening, I was so tired that I went straight to bed and fell fast asleep. I was a long day and I worked very hard. The life of a working service dog is very hard.
Stay tuned for more updates.
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