This past week, we bought her a harness. This was because of Erin's suggestion while were were visiting her for Thanksgiving. It has been a wonder. Had I known the benefits of walking the dog with a harness, I never would have gotten a collar. In any case, the collar is a pretty deep Raspberry pink color, which I will admit was a bit difficult for David to swallow at first. But the only other color in the size and type we wanted was a steel gray which he and I both admitted made Zeldie look like a boy dog. When he looked at it that way, he perked up a bit about the color. David is, more than anything, willing to be the person he needs to be to do what is best for his family and for that, I find him to be truly incredible.
While it was a bit of adjustment for her at first, she was biting at it, while we were walking, she was peppy and bright almost as if she was proud of her new harness. It occurred to me she looked a little bit like one of those crossing guards with the vests on. So, on that walk, when she sniffed and sniffed and sniffed until she found her piece of litter and then looked back at me like she had found the pot of gold, rather than say, no, "off", I said "Thank you, Zeldie Horak, Litter Patrol,"and took the litter from her and added it to the deposit we had already made in the poop bag. And this went on with every piece of litter we found. Thus, Zeldie has now found her purpose in life.
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