Yesterday she did great, as usual, on her walks. In the morning I took her all around our complex and then down by the lake as usual. In the afternoon I took her and Charlotte down to the mailbox and back to get Charlotte some exercise. Then in the evening right, before Daddy came home, I walked her down around the complex and through the lake area.
The best part of walking with Chelsea is she gets so excited about walking that her tail wags a mile a minute as she trots down the street.
I wish I could get a good photo/video of her walking but we walk so fast it is hard to capture it. And she is so attentive when we walk. She watches everything and then looks up at me to see what I am doing. She will stop and sniff, and then come back to me, stand beside me and look up as if to say "Ok, I'm ready, we can keep going". But if anything scares her or she isn't sure about something, the first thing she does it look up at me. It's really cute.
We'll get to a certain point in our walk where if we cross the parking lot we can go over to a patch of grass by some water. A lot of dogs go over there to use the bathroom, so she likes to go over there and "read her pee-mails" as I like to call it when dogs sniff each other's "messages". But I only take her over there once a day. So on each walk she'll stop at that point, look at me, and if I say "Ok, let's cross over" then we go. But each time she anticipates it's.
Then on our way back from the walk we saw Rob pull into the complex and I told her "Chelsea! Look it's Daddy! Come on, let's go get him!" So she trotted back with me towards the apartment and watched his car and then stopped when he parked. She looked at me and then he got out and she waited. He came over and pet her and we walked to the apartment together.
Today we got hit with a pretty bad storm so I took her out before the storm rolled in and we walked the long walk again. The sky looked pitch black by the time we got back to the apartment so I was glad she did her "business" on this walk since I figured we wouldn't make it out for the afternoon walk with the storms going on all day. When the bad part of the storm started there were talks of probable tornados in the area going right over us so I did my usual "drill" where I put a flashlight, blanket, water bottles, and food and water for the dogs in our guest bathroom since it's the only safe room in our house with no windows that in the interior of the building. I put the dogs on their collars/leashes just in case. My biggest fear was always that something would happen to the building during a bad storm and if Charlotte got lost she wouldn't be wearing her collar. So I always do that when a bad storm comes in, just in case.
So the girls laid on the couch with me, Chelsea on the far side and Charlotte right under my arm. As the storm got worse, Chelsea gradually moved closer toward me on the couch, until she was using Charlotte's backside as a pillow.
After the storm died down and I cleaned out the bathroom, I came back and fed the girls. The other day Rob made some beef cubes we had frozen for a while. He made risotto and asparagus to go with it. I've been feeding it to the girls for the past few days. Usually after our walk I'd make a tiny bit for Charlotte and Chelsea. Today I made some for them, they ate it and then Chelsea (who usually runs away from me when she is on the floor) followed me into the kitchen to see if there was more. Then she walked over to the gate by the steps and looked at me, which I assumed meant she wanted to go out. So I got her leash out, expecting her to run from me when I came close, but she just sat and let me put the leash on and then we made our way down the steps. But as soon as I opened the door I realized how bad it was raining and she wouldn't come out of the apartment. She peeked around the corner from the stairs and laid down as if to say "No way! I'm staying here!". So we went back upstairs and I took off her leash and she just sat there while I pet her (which she NEVER has done before). So I gave her a treat for being such a good girl. It was the first time ever that she let me reach out and pet her and didn't run while she was off leash and walking around.
Anyway, here are some photos from last night to close with:
See! I caught her sleeping with her tongue out!
She had JUST opened her eyes when I took the photo
Chelsea, half on my lap and half on the blanket.
I think she got too hot under the blanket. But it looks like she is smiling. :)
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