The doggie is home.

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Didn't want to get out again today.  But the driver license and dog where issues.  So in we went.  I wanted a shower.  Just couldn't.  Too tired, heating up, running late even for having gotten up early.  Besides I have showered the last two or three days in a row.  Some days one just has to go as is.

First, the driver license.  Oh, I was really beginning to think they just didn't want her to get one.  New and harder rules, requirements, and issues every time we went.  Been through it myself.  Wasn't sure I would get mine, several times.

The fourth time going, today.  We had everything they wanted, unless there was some other exception or need which hadn't been clarified.  Had to take the picture, again.  No worries.  Then the vision test.  Using her old glasses?  Almost didn't pass!  I was sweating that one.  But there was a non-machine way to test, and she did fine on that.

Then the test.  Open book.  Not for motorcycle, it seems.  Just for automobile licenses.  Should be the other way around.  Motorcycle riders already have their regular driver license, usually.  Whatever.  Anyway, got that, and done.  Finally.

Then to the store to buy a few things.  Food, bowls, chews, and else.  Then to pick her up.  I... wasn't, am not, sure.  She is a smaller to middling dog, female.  I took her leash as I wasn't sure about mom being able to handle her.

A good thing, too.  With being let out, and other dogs, and cats, in and out and about, she went a bit wild.  She disturbed my balance, twice, before I began to pay solid attention.  Once I saw, and braced, for a quick pull, I did fine.  But, yeah, she is a powerful dog, especially for her size.

Got her home.  Put on the better leash.  Got her water.  Walked her around the property.  She was curious, and just wanted to cruise.  I let mom set, rest, a bit.  Then brought her back.

Without other animals around, she did really well.  Whoever owned her had taught her, or had her in for lessons.  She knows to shake, sit, lay, and probably other commands?  She has been in the pound for a while.  So is a bit rusty.  I taught mom, that when she wants her to sit, if the term doesn't elicite the behavior (rather than yelling or hitting) to just touch her hind back.  She will then set.  Then offer praise, for now.

I tried to put the twist stakes into the ground, but they just wouldn't go in!  So I created an alternative tether point.  Will see what might work to facilitate that though.  Then mom wanted me to do this, that, and else.  I flattly refused.

I don't expect her to deal with the litter box, or feed Sassy.  I will not be feeding, watering, or taking the dog for walks on request.  I will do these things, out of compasion for our new friend, for my own purposes, or even if mom is busy, tired, and I feel for her.  But not at a command, or usually a request.  Glad I didn't push the issue, myself.  But, turn around is in spades.  Fairly.

Still, I had done a bit, tried a few things, but when the heat of the day started taking me down, that was that.  Upstairs, stripped down, and to sleep.  It was, to me, brutal out there.

I texted about help, with branches and a querry about storage.  No price break on storage.  So be it.  And set up for branch removal tomorrow evening.  Offered tonight, but I was crashing when the opportunity would have presented.  All good.

Me?  I am hoping to take her out for walks a few times a week.  And, maybe, begin working commands with her.  Teaching her to fetch?  And helping mom learn to command and control her.  They do seem to get along though, well.  At least without other critters around.  We'll see if she can't become a part of the family.

I am not dissatisfied.  I wanted a dog, but couldn't have cared for her, solo.  I can, will, help.  And will support.  But... just that.  May take her for a walk tonight.  If I can handle the heat.  Just around thd block, with a flashlight, ppe glove(s), and ziplok baggy.  Ugh.

Later.