Jordan showed up on Saturday even perkier than I remembered, as he reviewed everything he’d taught us.
Widget, to her credit and my joy, obeyed all the commands. The treats didn’t hurt either, but she was clearly a clever girl.
Why that made me so proud, I wasn’t certain.
Colin looked weary, with dark circles under his eyes. He’d assured me he could handle Widget’s walk just fine this morning as I’d had to go to San Diego to visit a client. Obviously, that hadn’t been the case. Still, he rallied when I arrived mid-afternoon, and managed to be more upbeat when Jordan walked through the door. Likely Jordan didn’t see through the façade, but I did.
As Widget executed a perfect come command for me, I grinned. The work we’d done over the past couple of days was paying off.
come
“I need to
