"Home" sweet "home". Nothing sweeter. Well, maybe having a black lab resting on my feet while I enter thin entry in my journal. It is crazy to think that Barkley will never be out of my sight. It feels good to be at this point-knowing how a dog can change my life. And the hope that Barkley will do just that. I fluctuate in my feelings when it comes to starting my life with him. I find myself remembering the first time around and empathize with my classmates. It is so overwhelming. And then I toss all my compassion aside and focus on how I am feeling. I grieved slowly the loss of Delsie as a service dog as she no longer had it in her physically. I grew with the strange feeling of not having her with me out in public or at work. I hated it. A part of me was missing. And now, here lays another dog who has no idea who I am, at my feet, to begin a new life together. I wanted to break free from the group today as we shopped at the strip mall. Those feelings of one minute stressing out for my classmates and then another minute focusing on the dynamic of doing this before and knowing there is life after team training. Shopping won't seem like such a big deal and my partnership with Barkley will only grow.
As we were shopping today, I confess that I stalked the mall walker to eaves drop on my classmates to see how they would handle the questions he asked relentlessly. I have to admit, they did a stellar job. When he confronted me, I was tempted to blow his cover but instead went along with it-answering the bazillion questions I tend to answer on a daily basis for the last 10 years- he did a great job.
On the way to the strip mall, Barkley slipped out of his harness. Impressive. I have no clue how he did it.
I have a feeling he is going to keep me on my toes.
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