After the ride, I went home, got cleaned up, wolfed down some lunch then waited for a GDB instructor to come by for a follow up visit with Cinnabar. The school sends someone out once a year or so just to check on their dogs and make sure they are being cared for. I was really nervous about the visit. When GDB was in town last year, I was out of town so I didn't get a visit. This was my first follow up visit since I brought Cinnabar home almost 2 years ago. They would've come out sooner if I had been having any problems, but things have been pretty smooth and the little things that have come up have been easy enough for me to handle on my own. I have been told by many people that the follow up visit is no big deal and totally painless, but I am a worrier by nature so since the process was new to me, I got myself a little puckered up over it. As it turned out, it really was no big deal. Cinnabar must have known we were being checked out because she was on fire . She was absolutely perfect. We totally rocked and as usual, I was puckered up for no good reason. I really need to figure out how to not get myself so worked up.
Cinnabar only has one issue that I felt like I might need help with, so I told the instructor about it. Basically, Cinnabar thinks she's British. When we are in a mall or casino or some indoor place with wide walkways, Cinnabar insists on walking as far left as possible. This is great when we are doing sidewalkless travel and need to hug the left curb of the street. But indoors, it is really annoying to walk against the grain of foot traffic. I have been working on this problem some on my own and it has gotten better, but since I had the luxury of a dog trainer on my doorstep, I thought it would be a good idea to get some input. We ended up going to a mall to see if we could get Cinnabar to pull me to the left. Of course, she wouldn't do it. There were a couple of times when she was tempted to pull over to the left and she looked longingly in that direction, but ultimately, she held her line like a good little American dog. I was stunned. I can't believe I couldn't get her to screw up once. It was pretty hilarious. The instructor said we looked great and she really liked how I handled Cinnabar. I explained what I had been doing to work on Cinnabar's British walking and she said I was handling the problem perfectly. She told me that this was an area where persistence on my part would eventually fix the problem. It was a great visit. Things really couldn't have gone better. It was also a good confidence booster right before The Bar and I head off to Detroit together this Friday. We are totally going to kick ass! Woo!
After my awesome GDB visit, I spent the rest of the day chillin' by the pool. Cinnabar and Horatio had a good swim and wore themselves out. Now I am just finishing up my laundry so I can go to bed. I've been up since 4:45 and after 70 miles, the GDB visit and too much sun, I am exhausted. I will be going to bed early tonight. Well, that's the plan anyway. I seem to make plans to go to bed early only to get distracted by something and end up staying up way too late. I can always sleep at work instead. (Ha! that's a joke. I never sleep at work. I am a good, productive employee. Please don't fire me.)