Sunday

K's numbers (glucose, temp, pulse/ox) seemed OK this morning. She stayed in bed awhile, recovering from the stressful hospital visit. With her off-the-feet order, dog class on Monday seems pretty much out of the question.

I took Mandy for a walk up Lee Gulch to the pond at Ashbaugh Park, and even tried her off leash for awhile. She was so good most of the time. She really wants to be 50 feet ahead of me, but once she gets out there, she slows down and keeps pace, using the extra distance as a time buffer, so she can sniff around to her heart's content, without falling behind, as I catch up at my slow human-walking pace. When I start running, she lets me catch up, then lopes along next to me, and glances up occasionally with a sort of happy dog look, if you can picture that. Then came the moment when she spotted someone walking a couple of big dogs, off in the distance. She went on her usual alert, ears up, all four legs stiff, and started into her stalking mode. But wonder of wonders, she stopped on command, and waited for me to come up beside her. We had a nice run on leash, the rest of the way home. Here she is, running alongside me, although looking at it now, she's obviously barely putting out any effort to keep up with me.

The painters were here over the weekend, doing the windows and doors. The big room is looking pretty done, aside from the shelves not being trimmed in yet.