As the evening wore on, Chase slid into a comfort zone. He even tried to play with Inca. She’s just not enthusiastic about having this particular dog back in the house. She thought she was an only dog there for a few weeks, and was loving it. Chase gobbled dinner, slept on the bed, watched me take a shower and get dressed this morning — waiting, waiting, waiting — YES! Today’s Office Dog!
Chase is here with me prepared to take up his assigned duties. So far, he has not landed on my desk, but he has been curled up around the bottom of my chair.
The huge miracle (since I was prepared for two weeks of intensive retraining) is that he hasn’t tried to mark in the house. When he came home last summer, he thought that was appropriate and I was at my wit’s end. Shelley must have ‘splained to him that dogs wanting to be inside dogs must display good manners. I hope this carries over to the training club. Or, it could be he’s afraid I’ll send him away again so he’s on his best behavior.
His first class starts on June 23rd, but we’ll go tracking this weekend. Time for this guy to earn his keep.