We woke up at 7:30 and were out of the house by 8. We stopped for gas at the Exxon and the headed to Hondo.
The trip down was fast. For the most part I was driving in the high 70's or low 80's, sometimes even faster. Traffic was light the whole way. We stopped at the bakery in Del Rio to get breakfast again. We got to the trainer's about 15 minutes early.
Because we were early was petted Minnie for a while and looked at the puppies that we'd seen two weeks ago. When the trainer came out we talked a little about what we'd be doing. I also got out the dog collar and she set it to what she wanted. Then we got Abby. She was REALLY glad to see us.
We started by going over heeling again. We both took her for walks. She's doing really well, especially when we used people and puppies for distraction. Ellen and I need to work on a couple of things. Then we took Abby over to the field and let her loose.
Abby didn't take off for parts unknown. She ran around, but didn't get more than 100 yds away. Most of the time she was a lot closer. I took her for a walk by myself. When I called her she came back immediately. I let her go again and waited until she was focused on something in the tree line. Again she came back immediately.
I got an incredible urge to shit, just like when I was at Nationals. I started back while Ellen and the trainer stayed in the field. I was halfway back when Abby showed up beside me. She didn't come when Ellen called. That's the only time that she got zapped.
I didn't make it to the toilet. I ended up filling my shorts and pants with shit. I spent a while cleaning myself up with toilet paper, but it was a lost cause. Luckily I was using the dog pen toilet rather than the one in the house. I put my shit soaked pants back on and put the shorts in the trunk.
Luckily that was the end of the training. We talked with the trainer a little more, put Abby in the car, and started home. We didn't stop for BBQ because we had just finished the stuff we bought last time. Anyway, I couldn't have gone inside.
The trip back was pretty fast, but not as fast as the trip down. It was also very unpleasant. My legs and ass were covered in shit and I stunk to high heaven. We got hoe about 2. I headed to the shower and Ellen cleaned the dog barf. Abby had barfed when we were just a few minutes away from home.
After I'd cleaned up I went back outside and sprayed the driver's seat with pet cleaner. I don't think I got it dirty, but I didn't want to take the chance. Then I went back inside and took down the doggy gate in the kitchen. We won't need it. Abby is a new dog. She really obeys us, especially NO. She didn't run around the house at all. Instead she went and slept in her pink bed.
Ellen took Abby out to the front yard while I was cleaning up in the garage and finishing getting the doggy gate ready to be given away. She threw bumpers for a while and then took Abby for an off lead walk up to the gate. Abby did great at everything.
When we got back inside Yo called. He was frantic saying he couldn't live with Tony. Tony was in the background yelling at the phone and Yo. It sounded pretty bad. I told Yo to call the social worker, or if it's really bad 911. When I hung up Tony called and started complaining about Yo. I didn't give him any encouragement. He also said that he (Tony) had called 911.
I started watching videos. Awhile later Tony called to say that Yo had been arrested and will be in jail until Monday or Tuesday. I was floored. Tony was obviously feeling regretful. I didn't say anything except OK. You just can't make this shit up.
After that I texted Dan saying he wouldn't believe what happened and to call me if he was interested. He called immediately. We had an entertaining conversation about the events. Then we talked about Alicia. She hasn't gotten any more acceptances although USC has put her in the second choice class. There's a whole lot more applications to go. Most won't give answers until March.
After that it was videos. Then I spent 45 minutes writing up yesterday's and today's entries. I forgot to do one yesterday.
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