Dulce’s Week in Austin
August 04, 2013
I always feel bad when we have to travel because Dulce doesn't get much time off. Austin is nice, because there is at least one dog park that we've gone to that works out well for us, but it isn't the same as being at home.
I also have some very strict hotel rules, because I've suffered from people's lack of respect – she is never left in a room by herself – she never made any noise or bothered anyone when we lived in the apartment and besides, she's with me because I need an alert dog.
She had absolutely no accidents, which has been a concern, because she has eliminated twice in the ring doing agility lately. I think it is my stress.
The hotel helped by putting us as close to the grass as they could. We were two rooms from the elevator, and the elevator was close to the pool.
I was also really good at taking breaks during the day, almost every day but Thursday and Friday.
She alerted Sunday night and Monday night – probably because I spent some time in their pool. I didn't do that again, because I didn't want to take that chance. She also alerted on Friday during the day.
She whined once Thursday – letting me know that she needed out. Yes, I can honestly tell the difference between an alert whine and a I need out whine. Also no one else heard either whine.