|Kaline on Caltrain.|
It was Kaline's first time on Caltrain, and he was quite a star. I was, naturally, way stressed when we finally got on the train. There were no open double-seaters downstairs, so we went up top which has single seats in a narrow line. Very little space for Kaline to curl up by my feet, but to his credit, he managed very adorably—after spending about five minutes leaning into my chest to make me nice and calm again. He'd stay curled up on the floor for about ten minutes, and then he'd slowly get up in my lap (except for his back feet) for some snuggles, and then he'd slide back down and curl up again. It was a most delightful little cycle. He enjoyed looking out the window when he was up in my lap.
We got to the station in San Francisco and easily found Sonja and Kaline's best buddy. Chief immediately flopped onto his back when he saw Kaline, and Kaline sniffed him all over and gave him a huge paw in the face. Apparently this is an affectionate gesture, because Kaline does it to dogs he likes, but he really does not understand how large his feet are and how getting one of them in the face might not be the most fun thing for another dog, especially a wee guy like Chief. Of course, Chief forgave him instantly and they played anytime we gave them the opportunity. Kaline was like, "Damn, man, you've shrunk! What happened?" Kaline is so much bigger than the last time they saw each other.
|Kaline and Chief start a play session.|
|SMUSH! I love you Chief!|
All the traffic, crowds and noise of the city really didn't seem to bother Kaline at all. It definitely interested/distracted him, of course, but he didn't ever seem apprehensive or scared. We walked over to a coffee shop and I held the pups while Sonja got a drink. Chief chirped like a little bird. We walked over to the ballpark (where I tried not to look at all the World Series stuff—gaaaah) and Chief got to romp about showing off his excellent recall and his very impressive leave it. Kaline pulled on me basically the entire time we were in the city, but other than that he was pretty good. We worked on attention, as always! We need to go to the city more, haha.
|Kaline gets his coat put on outside the pet shop. It wasn't that cold, but I was sick of carrying it, haha.|
We went over to Sonja's favorite pet shop, where the dogs got treats and got fussed over. Then we walked along the piers. We came across a fire station, and Sonja asked the guys if our dogs could come say hi to them. It's always great for them to meet emergency responders and learn that they are friends, because service dogs have a much higher chance, obviously, of coming into contact with emergency responders in a stressful situation. The boys did just fine, and Sonja got pictures of us in front of the fire truck and the fire boat. Yes, I said fire boat. Don't you love San Francisco? The firemen said that we can come back when the boys are older and they'll dress up in all their "scary" gear for them. Woohoo! They were so nice.
|Me, Kaline and Chief with the firemen (Sonja likes being in pictures even less than I do ... plus she had the camera ...)|
A bit further along we went into a pier that had a bunch of little shops. Lots of people, lots of food smells. We had the boys do long-distance sit- and down-stays, which were pretty great, and then got a passing man to try and distract them by calling their names and doing drive-by pets. Then we made our way all the way through.
|Down-stay in the market.|
We went a bit further along, then crossed to the other side and walked along this apartment complex, which was walled in on two sides for a corridor and had lots of grassy lawns. Chief got to run about off-leash and had great fun zooming in to tangle with Kaline (on leash) and then zooming away. Kay and I have worked on the recall, but not enough for me to feel okay letting him off in the city. I'm pretty sure he'd stay close but I don't want to take the chance. We made our wandering way to the Muni station on Embarcadero. We had to go down a big flight of stairs and then Sonja got me a ticket. It was kind of hilarious—we went to the first machine, it wouldn't work, and we looked up to see a big sign reading "Out of Order." Next machine. Wouldn't work, looked up to see a sign reading "No single tickets." Third time was the charm. And then we were pretty inept trying to get my ticket to scan in the machine (Sonja has a permanent pass). We're very silly but at least we can get big laughs at our own expense!
Both boys were excellent in the station. It was loud, but not as loud as the BART station one level down. Kaline just plopped down next to me to wait; we even practiced grounding on the platform, with all those people around. He was great on the train too—he has excellent balance from standing so much in the back of Trumbull (even though I encourage him to lie down) and did some grounding (for real) on the train.
|Me and Kaline in the Muni station.|
|Sonja and Chief in the station—Chief was so tired. Cutie pie.|
|Grounding practice on the platform.|
|Me and the pups on the Muni train.|
|Grounding on Muni.|
We took Caltrain home, and Kaline basically passed out on the floor until we were almost at our stop. I was so proud of him!
|On Caltrain, headed home.|
And after we got home, he had dinner and went up to go sleep in his crate. Junebug came along to dinner. A most relaxing finish to the day.
|Perfect girl passed out in Thaiphoon.|