Believe it or not, my Fruitful February has nothing to do with my favorite fruits (which are apples and bananas) but rather with everything I’ve learned this month! I have explored BWI airport, rode on a Merry-Go-Round, was a guest at a baptism, and attended church. I gave a demo, learned ‘touch’ using the Easy Button, and learned taking/giving keys. I took a trip to the grocery store, experienced a flute convention, worked on “take it” in one Big Boy class, and began Puppy II. I also had Becca visit my home, as well as played with Ruby whom you know I just adore!
I attended the baptism of the human boy who was born just a few hours after my puppy raisers were given the exciting news that I was going to live with them, and his name is similar to mine… Leo! Not only did I attend his baptism, but his Reverend invited me up to the altar and introduced me, Louie, to everyone! It was so nice of her to include me! Later, the piano played, but I did not sing.
Before the ceremony, this Reverend told my puppy raisers of an empty room where I could run around. We went in and practiced ‘come.’ I ran from one end of the room to the other when one puppy raiser called, then the other, and I got a tasty treat every time!
After the ceremony, we went to Leo’s party where I practiced more skills in a room filled with humans. I did all the usual skills, plus I practiced ‘touch’ with the Easy Button, and I picked up keys and placed them in my puppy raiser’s hand. These new skills were a hit!
The Easy Button was even held by one of the humans in the room while my puppy raiser pointed to it, about six feet away, and told me to ‘touch.’ I ran to it and touched, and everyone laughed. “That was Easy” was heard a lot, and I was given lots of treats. The keys were equally impressive. I absolutely love when I make humans laugh. The last time that I was at Leo’s, I discovered ‘touch’ on the alphabet game which was attached to the refrigerator. That button talked to me too!
To practice for this baptism, I went to church but this time I sat in a pew rather than in the children’s section. As I entered the row, a gentleman immediately reached down and cupped my face in his hands with a big smile. I contained my beautiful singing voice for the entire mass, but when everyone stood at once, I stood right up with them (and heard some giggles as I stood)… so my puppy raiser sat with me for the rest of the mass.
After both the baptism and the church service, people came up to me with big smiles, and told me how well I did.
Becca came to visit me, Louie! I always knew she loved me, but she loves me so much that she came all the way to my home just to take a walk with me and my puppy raisers, and to play fetch with me and my puppy raiser using a football in the snow. You wouldn’t be able to tell now, but we had 27 inches worth of snowflakes accumulate in my yard just before her visit! My puppy raisers and I enjoyed Becca’s company, and had her stay for lunch before she had to dash back to Hero Dogs. I love Becca, and was happy that she was able to visit me!
I joined in the Happy Hounds 4-H of Howard County demo with Moira which was also fun! It was the first time that I demonstrated taking keys off the floor and giving them to my puppy raiser! Even my puppy raisers were surprised that I didn’t run off with them! I know what I am doing… I am Louie, after all.
Following the demo, a very nice human lady and two smaller humans came to talk with me. She asked my puppy raisers if they would take me to one of her church services. They replied yes, so now I have the opportunity to do my fourth demo in April!
There is a place they call the ‘airport.’ It was really big, and everything was white or silver and very shiny. The floors were so shiny that it almost looked like I was walking on the top of another dog, but, if you remember, I have learned that it is a reflection. Sometimes Reflection keeps me company. I wonder if Reflection has met Shadow?
I first visited the ‘get busy’ area. Apparently this area will always be reserved just for me, Louie, any time I visit the airport! Next, my puppy raisers and I walked inside the airport to explore. I met two security guards who were very nice and wore big smiles. We then walked all the way around to the MAC Flight terminal where I met two humble soldiers who were deploying. They laughed with me and gave me lots of hugs. I very much enjoyed these soldiers’ company, and sensed a strength from them. They were genuine. The two were still smiling when I left them, which made me so happy.
I needed an introduction to the ‘airport’ since I will be inside an airplane in August. I don’t yet understand flying. Remember? I am not a bird – I don’t have wings. I am Louie, and I have four feet whereas my puppy raisers only have two. My one puppy raiser did earn her wings, but I don’t see wings on her back either, so how did she earn them, and how did she fly? My other puppy raiser must have hated the airplane because he jumped out!!
OH, I think I might know! Air-’port’… maybe it is another portal like the elevator. I don’t think that it is another spinning black hole because the word contains ‘port.’ Remember? When I get into elevators, the doors close, and when they open I arrive in another location. It has got to be another portal. Hmmm… air-‘port’… airport.
Anyway, I also went to the Mid-Atlantic Flute Convention to gain experience before entering the portal in August to the National Convention. It turned out to be where hundreds of silver and gold pipes held by humans seem to sing in their hands. I am pretty sure they sing because they like to be held.
The hotel where these singing flutes were was very crowded, and the hallways were filled with humans waiting to enter crowded rooms. The atmosphere was friendly. The hotel hallway seemed to wrap in one large circle, and as I was circling I came upon a very tall, thick flute that seemed to have sung to me, Louie! I spun around and so wanted to sing back, but my puppy raiser dashed me off before I could show off my beautiful singing voice. I have quite the range.
When my puppy raiser’s flute sings to me at home I sing along. Sometimes we sing a duet. Sometimes I hum along, and sometimes I either chew a bone or sleep, which my puppy raiser calls progress. My puppy raiser dreams of me sitting quietly beside her on stage as her silver flute sings in her hands. I dream of singing a beautiful duet with the silver singing flute held in her hands.
People loved me at this convention despite it having been super difficult to control my feet. It was like those silver and gold pipes had some sort of power over me. I kept telling the four of them to stay on the floor but they really wanted to lift off the ground. My puppy raiser helped me to keep them on the floor but it was a challenge. The stimulation for this eight-month-old pup was not just sound, or just a crowd in a tight area, or just meeting people, or just a variety of scents… but rather all of the above magnified in a bubble. Here my ears were stimulated differently than in the Children’s Museum last month, where my feet did super well with all its sounds, sights and small humans.
I did, however, train very well in the lobby of the hotel, where there were humans but not as many as in the circling hallway. These humans loved me too, asked lots of questions, and said that this was the perfect event for me to attend. They were impressed that I was only eight months old and already knew so many impressive skills such as sit, down, stand, forward, backward, and wait.
On the second day, I went home with one of my puppy raisers while my other puppy raiser had a silver flute sing in her hands. She was fearful that my dream of singing a beautiful duet with the singing silver flute she held in her hands would come true. Nothin’ wrong with dreamin’.
Everywhere I go I am told that I am ‘handsome.’ I used to hear, ‘so cute.’ I think that I am growing up. My puppy raisers think that I am growing up too quickly. With each new morning comes an exciting new day! Life is amazing, filled with new adventures, learning opportunities, unique experiences, challenges, and new chapters.
I am Louie – Louie I am, and Life is Wonderfully Fruitful!