Cheryl is still out of town. Without her, the dogs and I wander aimlessly around the house, drifting like stupid sleepy rubber ducks in a bathtub. I try to be a bright and fun person for them but it's no use--they're not buying it. Sigh.
At least we had a fun puppy meeting last night at the Pinellas Suncoast Transit Authority, which generously offered up its personnel and a really big bus for the evening. The driver stopped several times to let us practice getting on and off. Very nice people at the PSTA.
A newspaper photographer joined us on the bus to take pictures.
We should see a story in the Tampa Bay Times (I think) soon, and it will be interesting to see how it is written. Yes, the dogs are getting a good exposure on the bus ride, and this helps prepare them for future training and work...
...but what is the real story about these photos? What is it about little puppies, in particular?
Coach was pretty good, except that he (at least his head) was almost too big to fit into the tiny area between the seats. I hope that he gets to make a career of it, to help people on and off the bus. I'll have to admit that last night he was not particularly helpful to me. (smiley face here)