Too cute, all gone

It’s hard to imagine a dog being much cuter than Elsa has been since we began “fostering” her.  Although she still can be timid in certain situations she is becoming more trusting of us all the time.  Yesterday Cindy had her out with the chickens without the leash, using dog treats as a supplemental leash.  Food trumps all in Elsa’s mind.  The chickens seem to tolerate Elsa’s presence as well with only minimal fussing.  Hopefully we can continue to build that mutual disinterest.

She is hilarious in bed, she just gets so comfortable.  Last night she decided she wanted to snuggle up to me and rest her head in my armpit.  We managed to avoid any housebreaking incidents yesterday although Cindy and I are in a constant mild paranoia.  We try to make sure Elsa is in our line of sight at all times.  She also started a new thing last night where she kept going under my desk to hang out.  I assume the box like dimensions remind her of a crate.

So at this point I have sold or given away almost all of my race timing equipment.  It feels good to clear up the space in the house the equipment used to occupy.  I have a handful of other things to get rid of but the vast majority of it is out of there.  It’s funny when I think about how this day in the calendar used to be for me for the previous six or seven years.  I had a mountain of responsibility with the behemoth Thanksgiving race I was timing every year.  Fittingly, last year was the biggest quagmire event yet where I was still entering participants 45 minutes after the race had started.  It was awful.  To have no such burden on my shoulders this year feels odd yet fantastic.