Shug and I just got back from a walk in the arroyo and ran into boys on motor cycles — both 2- and 4-wheeled contraptions — again this week. In the past we have got to the side and let them pass us. But today we could not yield as we were in a narrow passage, and they had to go slowly behind us for a few minutes. I was so proud of her. Her Golden nature makes her very friendly and she is a bit of a nervous sort but she just kept walking by my side as if they were not back there. And then when there was room to do so, we got to the side and she let them go by without even a sniff. It was almost as if the noise, dust and smell had never been there. Fond wish.
Shug has a furminator now and we only use it down in the wash as it looks very much as if some furry animal has been killed and devoured after a few minutes of brushing. She’s very patient about that, as she is about most things. Her sister Natalie is a rescue Greyhound and when they go together to the dog park for the Greyhound to have a good run, Natalie cannot seem to work up much interest for that great insane burst of speed she’s there to undertake until she has harassed Shug for a bit. She nips at Shug’s legs and then when she is sufficiently worked up, she takes off in a great bolt across the field. I have never seen such fast beauty.