It is Day 10 of Nola’s season. Chase is still in isolation — not like segregation in jail — but he is in a separate dog area. He is making pitiful sounds interspersed with occasional low howls. He’s happy to see me when I come into his room to give him scritches and talk to him, but I know he wants me to let him join Nola. Meanwhile, Nola and Inca are running and playing in the other dog part of the house. I truly think they are oblivious to Chase’s plight. There is a four-day show cluster next weekend. By then, Nola should be well on her way out of season and Chase’s sorrows will be greatly diminished. A week from Friday, Chase will have his first herding outing with Ellen while Nola goes up to Durango for shows.
I’m still finding “stuff” from the National trip and putting it away. Today is toenail day and Chase gets a cold bath with a good conditioner. He’s blowing coat and his hair is so dry.