:: THE DOG DAYS OF WINTER ::
October 25, 2003
Taking a break on the trail at High Park.
10:00 p.m.
Dusty had another experience with glass today. We were playing out in the hallway when she tried to run through the window of another gallery. You really can't see that this is a window, so I can't say I blame her.
As an experiment, I put Dusty in a sit-stay and walked to the other side of the glass. I called her. To my surprise (and yes, I'll admit, amusement!), she tried to get to me through the glass, pacing back and forth and tapping the glass with her paw, crying.
All she had to do was walk a foot to the left and she could have come around to the other side, but I guess she was too focused on her goal to consider this. After a few seconds, I came to her, and she was hysterical with relief.
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