Time Races By

I was thinking back to the first few days home with Racer . The morning we flew home he knew something was up because I skipped his breakfast so that he wouldn’t be needing bathroom breaks during the flight. I shouldn’t say skipped because he did get his breakfast that day only it was a little later after we were in SLC. Bob had arrived in CA in time to attend the graduation and we were now flying home all together. We landed in UT and Bob told me to wait by the baggage claim with Racer while he stepped outside to find out which shuttle to take. He starts walking away and Racer looks up at me, once he realized I wasn’t budging, he took matters into his own hands and I think he was thinking, We need to follow that man because I have no idea where we are and this girl is blind! He takes off trotting after Bob as if to say, WAIT! Don’t leave me alone with this chick! I was gripping the harness and calling out to Bob, “I guess we are following you! “Racer had only known me for 2 weeks and only known Bob for 36 hours. It only took him that long to realize who knew what was what. The next morning I was at my office bright and early ready to show Racer around the area. All the cubicles look alike of course (rat maze), and Racer took a while to learn exactly where to turn for my cubicle. He kept turning into the cubicle next to mine instead. Ron, one of my co-workers, in an effort to help Racer remember my cubicle, drew a picture of a dog and splashed some coconut oil on the drawing (he said his dog loves coconut oil). He placed the scented drawing right outside my cubicle right at Racers level. It was a cute idea! The GDB instructor and I had a good laugh.