Tristan really, really enjoys when he is able to help me. Last night I was looking at lists of service dog tasks for ideas of more helpful tricks I could teach him, and was impressed by how many of those tasks he already does for me. Sensitive boy doesn't have the temperament to actually be a full time service dog, but he would be really good at some more of these. Smart boy. Helpful boy. Excellent boy.
Then I opened the door for the last outside trip of the night, and he charged down the ramp and straight into the fence.[*] (I think there must have been a rabbit, that bolted through the gaps when it saw him.) Straight into the fence. *smack* The fence that's been right outside the house for his whole life.
Tristan contains multitudes.
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[*] Gwyn did too. They're both fine. We checked.