So Mindy’s unlocked a new achievement — she can now jump on our (taller than usual) bed. As she’s not allowed on the bed, this has resulted in repeated escorts to the floor.
Today, however, when we went out to the car, I didn’t pick her up. As I was putting in our gear, she jumped into the car and went into her crate. I treated, and away we went to the dealership for an oil change.
As we were leaving, I took Mindy to the back of the car. She looked at me, and I invited her to jump in.
Proudest moment today. Mindy got to put herself in the car, like a big dog. She was smug for whole minutes afterward.
She doesn’t get to jump down yet, though. We want to be careful of her joints.
In related news, I’ve found a great way to explain why people can’t just come up and start petting the cute puppy.
“But why can’t I pet a service dog? What does it matter?”
“Because if at any moment someone might grab your butt, it would be very hard for you to focus on your job.”
/pause/ /nod/ “Oh. Yeah.”
I smiled and made it a joke, and it worked great! The man didn’t fret any more, just asked relevant questions.
Meanwhile, the woman standing right beside us for that conversation walked up and invited Mindy to jump on her, petting her until I pulled the puppy away. One step forward, two steps back….