Well, Wendy-boo has been with us for about two months and it finally happened... HER FIRST FRAP!
She has been getting a bit more comfortable all the time, a bit more playful. We have been practicing having fun a bit every night and she finally burst into an uncontrollable run! Around the dining room table... around the coffee table in the family room... around the coffee table in the living room... to the kitchen (no...too slippery!) and a quick 360 back to the dining room. Of course then she had to lie down and catch her breath because she is still out of shape.
It was such a proud moment for me!
The other day I went to take her for a walk and she wasn't exactly in a Presidential Fitness mood - kept trying to divert to the grass but never went potty. Eventually I gave her leash a bit of a tug to get her going and her head slipped right out of it (perhaps the only benefit of having no neck whatsoever). She took off running as fast as her little legs would carry her and she didn't stop .... until she got home. Of course the side story is that I couldn't catch her and am mortified at the reality that I've been outrun by an overweight dog with 4-inch legs.
Anyway, I think it's official... Wendy has adopted us!
How lucky we are!