There were several birds stuck in this area of the airport. Staying quiet was a challenge.

I took her on a long walk to get her calm for the vet’s office staff so she wouldn’t bounce off the walls.  Ms. Tory managed to rile her up in about a matter of seconds. 60 minutes to mellow her out: 6 seconds to wind her up again. Then she was given treats with no trick. To top it off, while I signed my enormous credit card ticket, the front desk guy invited her to jump up on the counter so he could pet her. I told her off, and in a surprised tone he said, “oh, you don’t let her on the counter?” Seriously!? Total dog anarchy in the place. It’ll have to be a bloody emergency to come back here.

It’s about time for some blue! If it doesn’t stop snowing soon I might have to put the dog down – she’s getting a little crazy.