Thursday March 14
Baxter greets me in the morning with his tail up and wagging and his body wriggling. his large ears tilt back and forth and he sometimes whimpers his excitement. I put on his harness, leash him, and put him in the backyard as i make coffee. It's been just over two weeks and now he wanders the garden tail up, not really needing to come in. He's learned so much - not to jump on the glass and scratch frantically when he sees the cats. To answer to his name, at least in the vicinity of the house and yard. Not to pace - now he lies next to the sofa (leashed) when in the house. Not to lunge at the cats - he even walks away from them and today he had a nose touch with Mia. The spray bottle worked quickly. Once he jumped on the table and I sprayed him and he flung himself off, petrified, and then ran to ME. I felt terrible but also good.
I bought him a dog bed, covered it with the thin blanket I was using as his sleeping space, and he loves it. He snored a little as he slept, he was so comfortable. We went to get him a new harness, because he's chewed his almost through (so lucky I caught it) and he was carsick again, but then perked up, went crazy in pet store, all those smells of other dogs and food. And for the first time he ran when we walked, not just a trot but an all out run unprovoked. It made my heart sing to see him so happy.
Wendy took him on a 1.5 hour walk. I love him, she told me solemnly afterward.

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