It was 1 a.m. when Chou Chou started barking and ran to the door. She was agitated. She continued to bark, so I was getting worried. I went outside with her on leash, holding some citronella spray. ("You think that will help you? Really?")
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Chou's dog walker said she saw a black dog that looked like a briard, in a neighborhood not far from mine. No, it couldn't be; it must be just a shaggy dog.
At a dog park, a man mentioned seeing a "black briard, a couple years ago." But if another briard lived in Sacramento, surely someone in the briard club would have told me. So I dismissed these sightings ... until a car stopped, and a woman handed Chou's dog walker her card.
Monday, September 16, 2013
It was a nice day. I put on my red shirt with the animal-assisted therapy logo, and my handler ID on a lanyard around my neck; then I put on Chou Chou's red collar with her therapy dog ID, and off we went to participate in a monthly after school program -- to put on a show and teach children about dog safety.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Labor Day Weekend. A Dog Show in Grass Valley, about an hour from me. I thought about entering, but I didn't have a handler and would have had to do all the grooming and showing myself. It seemed like too much trouble. But when my briard friends posted a photo online last night, taken at the Grass Valley show, I decided to take Chou Chou and drop in for the second day of the show. We needed another road trip, anyway, to end the summer.