See how much I enjoyed the host's complementary massages in this video.
A nice gal from next door came over to see all of us, and I did start barking again and kept my distance. I was too unsure to take any treats from her. Foster Mom again put me on a leash and let the gal walk laps in the yard.
I did much better than Friday night. After walking, I sat with the group and relaxed and enjoyed some treats. Foster Mom was very happy with my improvement.
I guess I surprised myself as this gal was really, really nice, and I didn't need to be afraid of her, either. Everyone else was right up in her face!
After a bit of time, it was time for fetch again, so we resumed our playtime. The gal even threw the toys for us.
Foster Mom was happy that I warmed up to a new person a bit faster than Friday night. It helps when I see all of the other dogs interacting with these strangers.
Sunday brought yet another stranger! I guess Foster Mom is serious about helping me succeed through this stage!
This time, the strategy was a bit different. Instead of people coming into my happy space outside like the last two times, they were already out there before I came out.
There was a RAGOM girl named Annie 17-010 standing in the yard with my foster sisters. Apparently, they know each other. I flew out the door to say a happy Hello. Annie politely said hello, but there was no exuberance there. I guess she is not a player.
And then, it happened. Yes, you guessed it. There was a person right there, sitting in a chair on the patio! Can you believe it? I bet you can guess what I did. Yup, I barked at her! I said, "Hey, who are you and what are you doing here?!"
She just ignored me and kept talking to Foster Mom. Well, I thought that was kinda rude. So, I decided to ignore her, too, and picked up a toy.
That is until everybody rushed to Foster Mom and sat in front of her. That means something good was happening.
Yup, freshly cooked warm chicken was being distributed. Now I had a dilemma. This new person was sitting right next to Foster Mom. How was I supposed to get my fair share of chicken?
I looked at the person and back at Foster Mom. Back to the person. Back to Foster Mom.
I decided this person must be somewhat OK, so I came in for some chicken -- albeit on the opposite site of said person.
Each time I got my piece from Foster Mom, I went back to the yard, but not as far, and Foster Mom would call me back for another piece.
After a minute of back and forth getting my share, Foster Mom gave the bowl to this person. All of the other dogs shifted to this person and got even more food.
Dilemma number 2: I was still hungry and now had to accept food from someone else. So, I slowly came in and gently took a piece and went back to the yard.
It actually wasn't too bad! So, I did it again. And again. And again. Probably 10 times I went back when it was my turn.
By the 5th or 6th time, I was trotting back in when she called my name and said, "Treat." And I was lingering longer.
Then, she started giving me two turns in a row of chicken. I figured, heck, why not just stay here and not waste all that energy going back to the yard. So, I did.
Foster Mom was grinning ear to ear and was so happy with my progress that day. I even got to lick the bowl when we were done.
After the chicken was gone, it was time for more fetch. And guess what? I now liked the person enough to play tug-o-war with the toy! And it only took about 20 minutes to go from barking to tug-o-war.