February 11th 2013 2:21 pm
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I know that every one is looking for love around this time of year, and Angie is no exception. She cuddles up to me and the other dogs and has even begun making friendly gestures towards my one hiking buddy, even though she had not seen him in weeks and weeks. Still working on the down command. She has the general idea but is still putting the idea and cue together. Soon, I hope.
She has decided that she hates to be in the crate. I can't say I blame her as my work schedule is more intense this semester and so she is frequently spending 12 hours a day in the crate. I wish it were not the case, but at least she is not living in a crate, as she would be at the humane society. She goes in looking dejected, not fighting at all, but clearly not pleased.
Yesterday Angie got a partial bath, mostly just to hose off the mud that she picked up while we were hiking. All three dogs were brown with sticky mud. I forgot the leash, so I had to simply hold her collar and bathe her one-handed. The screaming, fighting dog that I bathed the first time is gone and while I would never say that Angie likes getting a bath (only dogs with skin conditions like Yuki apparently enjoy baths), she has progressed past the fighting stage, past the stage of being convinced she is going to die a horrible death, into the stage of quiet resignation.
After her bath, I consoled her by trimming her nails. She really does seem to enjoy that.
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