Growls and Bowels

Tilly growled at Scott King last night. Well, she didn't know it was Scott, so I forgive her. It was really a good thing; I am encouraged by it. It wasn't a fearful growl; it was an "I am threatened" growl. It was dark out; she and I were waiting in the light and his dark shadow came walking up toward us. You could only see a figure. She growled. He eventually came close and she stopped and allowed him to pet her. That was pretty cool. I did not expect that. So, during practice she waited in the car for about two hours. She had moved from the front to the back. In the driveway at home she go spooked and ran out into west lake samm. parkway. I had to flag down cars so they would not hit her. I was shaking. It sucked. I'm not sure what spooks her. I think it is vibrations.

Our walk with Jenny and Eater was great. Eater was all over her; he was relentless. She sent her message over and over for him to back off. He did not listen; he loves to play. They both chased me around the playground, but they were not ready for the slide. They got along really well. It was nice. Looking forward to more of it. And Tilly gets a lot of confidence from him. He likes showing her the way.

She got pissed at me in the afternoon. I had her in the crate for about two hours. When she got out she ignored me. She is better now, snuggled up on me as I type.

Evacuation: Last night she did both businesses around 8.30pm. She has gone under the stairs pretty consistently. This morning was really good. She went both businesses within 5 minutes. I took her out first thing.  I guess I don't get my coffee first for a while.

At Home: She is getting around better. I think I have been too careful about noise and footwork. I'm not anymore. She chewed on the rawhide for an hour. That thing is awesome.

Crate: Two hours yesterday afternoon. She cried. Later she went in it and played with the food ball for about a minutes before rolling it out.