One of these dogs is not like the other.
One of these dogs is independent and likes to explore new neighborhoods. One of those dogs does not like to lay on the ground or be around loud, unusual, funny, squeaky, sudden, high-pitched, or abnormal noises. Ever. Evaaaa.
We decided to drive to Winter Park for dinner outside. I normally leave Maggie at home for these things, but decided to bring her.
James had a blast…
But Maggie was terrified. She began to flatten herself down to the ground so the Husband ended up carrying her to the restaurant.
Don’t ask me WHY Maggie is the way she is. Maggie is intensely fearful, has separation anxiety, and gets crazy when we leave the house. She was like this when we rescued her, and we’ve tried to train it out of her, but… no luck. Caesar Milan (the Dog Whisperer) really needs to come work with her.
It was super hot out! The heat probably added to the stress on Maggie. Poor pup. I felt sort of guilty for bringing her (although James had a blast).
Ugh. Florida during the summer is no picnic. Tomorrow it’s going to peak at 94!
I ordered a beer immediately. I’m really feeling the Paulaner Hefeweizens lately!
I almost ordered the…
GATOR BITES! (Obviously joking. Gator is not vegetarian. Nor does it taste good! I’ve had it before.)
But I went with: the grilled veggie sandwich + fries. I had half of everything.
Meanwhile, Maggie chilled on the Husband’s lap (Maggie does NOT do floors. Ever. Even in the house).
And then we grabbed Fro-Yo, the tart kind!
I had the Green Tea flavor with cookies and raspberries.
Oh, and before our dinner date, I had two bowls of shredded wheat while I cleaned the closets. I made great headway! Exhibit 1: Dirty. Exhibit 2: Clean. Impressive, no? I am a clean person EXCEPT when it comes to my closet. And then my motto is, if you can shut the doors, it’s OK.
Any tips for my crazy dog?