Cool, fall-like weather so Zorro has lots of energy. While he was sniffing the grass this morning, I saw a guy and boxer approaching, so pulled Zorro aside and told him to stay (Zorro often has issues with boxers). As they ran by, the owner said, "Nicely done." I was thrilled. Less success on the way home: we got stuck behind four slow-walking dogs (not a tree on the path went unmarked) and Zorro desperately wanted to set them straight. I kept some distance by putting him into a couple of sit/stays. He obeyed but his internal struggle was clear.
There were at least two Labor Day parties in the neighborhood last night and one featured fireworks. And not just your ordinary sparklers: at one point, it sounded like they were firing off a cannon. Every explosion sparked furious barking by Zorro (and every other dog in the neighborhood). Strange that thunder scares the hell out of him but fireworks seem to rev him up.
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