Day 3 - 7:00AM

We went for our daily morning walk @West Coast Park. For the first time in as many weeks, the floor is DRY! Thank God! We met a husky. Not sure if it's a male or female. He didn't really bother about the dog (To be fair, he might not have seen him, since the cookie on my hand was probably more tempting). That said, Tristan used to be SO STRESSED at walks especially if there was a motorcycle or a dog in sight that you could literally throw a slab of ribs in his face and he wouldn't have noticed.

After his neuter surgery awhile back though, I did notice he could at least look momentarily away from dogs if the cookie on my hand was tempting enough. That said, he still struggled.

Today he didn't look at the dog AT ALL!

Flowers 1. Dogs 0.

The question remains. Is it the mysterious powers of the flowers working (already)?

Or did the flowers manage to calm him down enough so that his little head could at least process the information that the cookie was a better choice than ripping off his windpipe by his own collar?

Time will tell...

For his good effort, he gets to free run. :)