DIXIE BEFORE WE ADOPTED HER |
She probably cried the whole time she waited.
And when I finally let her out of the back of the car, I went over to the picnic area and sat down; I couldn't stand to walk her. So she kept crying.
She quit crying when a man came by and petted her for a half-minute or so. When he walked away, she started again.
It got even worse when a large group of people -- two or three adults and a bunch of children -- went into the play area. She cried and cried and cried; she wanted to get petted. I petted her, of course, but she wanted the children to come to her.
They didn't, and we went home. Finally, she quieted down on the way home.
UPDATE: We went to Covington Park again today (Feb. 21), and Dixie cried again. She tried mightily to get petted, but most of the women there ignored her. One woman and one boy petted her (she quit crying, and I was happy), and when we left the boy said, "Bye, Dixie."
Dixie couldn't respond, so I said "bye" for her.
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