Running Smoothly

I guess I haven't written for a while because things are just going along smoothly. It made Bracha and me both giggle (if I could giggle) when a woman on the bus cornered next to the door when we were about to get off backed as far as she could next to the wall and asked, "She doesn't do anything, does she?" Bracha just smiled and said, "If you mean is she aggressive, than no, she won't do anything bad, but actually, she does quite a bit."
And I did do quite a bit. It's now getting dark early, so we were both feeling a bit apprehensive when we got off the bus at the stock exchange at night to get into the train station. Bracha asked the driver where to get off and off we went. I went right to the crosswalk, across the other road where cars come zipping out of the parking lot, and turned smack into the right place and headed for the train. ANd before we knew it the long sleeve with the lights inside was right in front of us. Bracha stopped me at the entrance and gave me a thorough praising and petting. "Good girl, Suki!" So that's it. That route is under control now. But we also went to some new places where we had not been before. One was to the building near the train station where BRacha had to sit at a meeting and I lay quietly and slept for two hours while the meeting went on. It was a place I had never been before and my claws made a nice clicking noise on the wooden floors when I walked around there. But really, why does the woman on the bus HAVE to sit down next to us and tell Bracha all about her Schnauzer???

Best Beach Day Ever!

Yesterday we went to the beach and the sea was different than it had ever been before. There were no waves. The water was smooth and calm and I could swim around and around in circles until I couldn't swim any more. Then I got out and lay quietly on the beach watching Bracha and her friends swim. I know there's a life guard because he called "Suki, Suki!" through his loudspeaker when I arrived, but I still need to watch everyone. The lifeguard really likes me. I don't think I've ever had such a good time at the beach before. Now we have to go as often as we can before the winter begins and it gets too cold.

So I was lovely, fluffy, and white when Yael came to check us for a home visit from Beit Oved. We walked up and down the main street in Nahariya and I poked about a bit, but Bracha got me going quickly. And it wasn't my fault that a man with a little dog let his dog sniff me all over and distracted me from my work. But Yael said I did a good job and I was happy. We even showed her how I fgfind mailboxes and the ATM machine. I know Bracha was proud of me and when Yael said I did my work happily I knew she was right. So that's it until next year. Bracha also told Yael about the sees-your that I had, and Yael said, "If you need to change dogs, you have the right to ask." I sat up straight under the table in alarm. But Bracha said she was not interested in changing me for another dog at all, and that if I ever got sick like that again she would give me medicine and take care of me. And I know she will, too.

Petel and I under the table

As soon as Bracha and I walked into Cafe Greg I ran over to the corner pulling on my harness as hard as I could. There were Liron and Petel, as usual. Hooray! Soon Petel and I got over the romping stage and settled down under the table. But we couldn't help listening to the talk above as we nuzzled each other. Bracha and Liron were talking about going on an airplane together! And making sure there were places reserved in front so there would be room for us! Now, I've never been on a plane before, but Petel has been on one several times already and says it's sort of like being on a bus or train. I don't quite understand what we have to do if Bracha and I are flying in the sky, and I can't remember learning anything about this in my training. Petel says we really don't have to do anything except walk up some steps and then settle down for the ride. Someone else flies the plane. Acd after that I started looking forward to it. I'm always curious about anything new. After all, I'm a very intelligent dog.

And now I have to tell you about the taxi driver who took us to the center yesterday. He was very curious about me and asked some questions. Then he asked Bracha if she worked and she said she did. "Well, you're really quite normal," he said. Bracha told him flatly that besides the fact that she doesn't see well she is just like anyone else. This sounds just like the kind of person who put the sign in the elevator that Bracha showed me on her computer. THe sign said: Attention Blind People! Please ignore the floor announcements in the elevator since they are incorrect. Now how is a blind person supposed to read the sign? And what if a person who does not hear gets in the elevator? How ignorant people can be! Sometimes I think I'm smarter than some people. And why did the woman at the meeting ask what kind of language she should use to write instructions for people who cannot see. Bracha just turned to her and said, "You write instructions just like you write for any other intelligent adult." Sigh..
Next week someone is coming from Beit Oved to see how Bracha and I work together. I promise to do my best.