Dog thoughts

Yesterday I watched (via live stream) the most recent Canine Companions graduation. Two people I know, Phoebe's puppy raiser and then someone who's been helping me with her nails but is at this point also a friend, have puppies that were graduating, so I had extra motivation... but honestly, between the parade of dogs that are matriculating in for professional training and the new person-dog teams, it's adorable af regardless.

It's also gotten me thinking about my own training, the one just about two years ago (almost exactly-- graduation anniversary is the 10th) with Phoebe and the one 13 years ago with Yahtzee. I don't remember much from the Y one except for pieces, like him being so happy to see me again during graduation that he did a spontaneous Lap. I remember more about the P one, like her licking my elbow to say hi the second morning, and the absolute wiggly joy of her first night in my dorm room with me when she found a ball, and the first weekend home with her where she figured out that she could get me to play by putting a toy in my lap...

(I sometimes wonder if I'm good enough for her, but that's probably my insecurities talking, lol)

Idk, just having some dog feelings over here...