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03:17 pm: Canine training: Week 4
For the amusement of the Northerners, I thought I should begin by mentioning that the big event of this past week was the severe winter weather. Yes, snow fell on Thursday. As you can see from the picture, it didn't accumulate on the blacktop, but it resulted in school closings in at least six counties, plus 2 hour delays in many more.

Training has continued to become more involved. This week we added complications such as baggage carts, which requires a bit of fancy footwork to block the wheels from rolling.

On Friday, we had a field trip with our dogs to the Atlanta airport. We walked them around to become acclimated. Luckily, Benny seemed to love it. He was curious about all the carousels, carts, and people, and he wasn't afraid of things like loud noises or baby strollers. The plan is to make more trips to the airport until the dogs are ready to practice actually working there.

Last weekend I tried out the hotel's swimming pool. The water wasn't bad, but the pool itself is only 5 feet at the deep end, so I could still touch the bottom if I pointed my toes. That kind of takes the fun out of swimming. Also, there's no television or radio or anything in the room, so it got pretty boring in there by myself after a few minutes.

This weekend, the weather has been very nice. Today I took advantage of that to walk to the nearest bookstore, about a mile and a half away. I'll tell you what, after living in California for two years, I don't recall anyone ever honking at me as I walked down the sidewalk. On my way to the bookstore, though, I was honked at twice by guys in pickup trucks. Whether that says something about California or about Georgia...I'll leave that up to you to judge.

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From:cybertardis
Date:February 14th, 2011 12:19 am (UTC)
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That honking thing must be an east coast thing--guys used to do it all the time in the Bronx.
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