When I woke up this morning it was to happy face and "oh boy, it's dog food again!"
She did great in the truck and wasn't at all anxious at the vet, and even calmly laid down while we waited in the exam room about 10 minutes (we were quite early).
She was great with the exam, other than squirming when it was time for the ears, as all dogs do, and follow up care for her heartworm was discussed as well as a lyme screen, as she had evidence of a possible recent tick bite. Barkley loved Dr. H and Abby was no different, trying to give her "kisses" to the face to the point I heard a laugh and "no tongue!" A new prescription for her heartworm/flea monthly medication was made out and enough purchased for a few months, and after pats and treats from Dr. H. and her gentle and skilled assistant, we were on our way home. I really appreciate Love of Labs providing such detailed records for her care after she was picked up as a stray. That helped a lot getting a plan for the coming six month's care set up so I can budget accordingly.
After we got home, I did have an errand to run to the grocery store, and she did real well while I was gone for an hour. The master bedroom bed wasn't slept on, she hadn't opened my gun safe to check out the old Mausers and dog food was pillaged off of the counter, but she was happy to see me, though not anxious. I'm glad I'm just working a partial schedule and telework for her first few days here, though, and Partner will join us here for a couple of days, as well. I've also found someone licensed and bonded (and highly recommended) as a professional dog sitter to walk her mid day as needed. She can go all day without a potty break from what I hear, but I want her to have some company as she settles into the routine.
Frosty Pause , but didn't have time, nor the ingredients on hand last night. I don't think she had ever seen one before. Barkley loved them and would delicately lick them until they were gone, on a plate. I expected the same from gentle Miss Abby.
I put the Frosty Paws on the plate, sans container. She sniffed and tentatively licked it, then . . . .
You know that scene in Jaws where the shark grabs the guy whole in his mouth and swallows.
It was something like that
(Note: She got skittish when one photo triggered the flash,so I switched to the little point and shoot, no flash and stealth photos, so she would relax, but the picture quality isn't the best.)
After that, a walk to explore the grass out front and back of the crash pad. It was 86 out, so it was just a quick jaunt, on the grass, not the pavement.
After that, we read on the couch. (Well, I read; Abby put her head on me and gave me looks that said "Moby Dick? Look the whale did it, put it down and lets have another walk"). But it was time for supper. I had a plate of steamed veggies with lemon (someone had Home Run Pizza for lunch) and she had kibble that was probably tastier, though I grinned at her eating while laying down as she got to the end of her food (better to get close to every last bite).
Time for a nap while Mom, gets a few things done on and off line.