Coco was NOT having her water treadmill sesh today. It’s her second to last, and there was a bit of commotion going on in the facility, and I think it just knocked her off her rhythm. She was yawrling all over the place. That’s what we call her mixture of barking and howling she does when she’s not happy. “Yawrl” is exactly what it sounds like. It’s almost like she’s singing.
It was funny, though, because she ended up getting really quite insistent with us, which upped her energy level, and the tech jacked the treadmill up to full speed and she totally got into a really good rhythm walking on it. It ended up locking her into her session, and she finally focused in and beared down. Now, she’s exhausted.
Me, too baby girl. Me too.
Night night.