We decided to name her Anna, although in retrospect I think maybe “Yellow Dog” (as in the dog from Funny Farm w/Chevy Chase) might be more fitting. I could seriously not have picked a more docile, calm, unexcited dog. She hopped right up in the van from the pound and got right up in the seat like she’s been riding in cars all her life. Brought her home and put her on her leash and walked her around the yard, and she’s leashed trained and doesn’t tug or pull or get ahead at all. She just walks right beside me and stops when I stop. When we came in the house, she made herself at home right behind my usual chair, and that’s where she has laid except when I go to another part of the house. Then she follows me.
She seems to be potty trained already – she asks to go out to pee at least. And she’s bath-trained. She hopped right up in the tub and let me bathe her. GOod thing, because I never would have gotten her in there on my own and we would have smelled of stinky pound dog forever.
Anyway, she’s very sweet and I think a wonderful choice. Things are looking good so far.
