This evening we took the dog for her second group training session. After last week’s fiasco, I was a little nervous about the whole thing: Would she regress? Would she act like she’d made no progress at all? We walked in and everyone immediately recognized us. They might not have been saying it, but they were thinking, “Oh, they’re the ones with the dog that went completely berserk last week.”

The other clients weren’t the only ones who paid attention to our arrival: Sandy, the instructor, walked in and went straight to Clover, loving on her a bit and taking her out for a quick walk around the training area.

Overall, the evening was much less stressful for all of us.

Perhaps working to tire her — and the kids — a bit before we left helped as well…