Ah, moving and remodeling. When I moved here I was aware that the doggiee may have issues with moving. Who knows, that's how she might have ended in the shelter. Sometimes families move without the dog, dog gets lost in the confusion ... I wanted to make sure she was as relaxed about the situation as I could.
As I packed I made it into a game we still play called "find it".
She already knew "stay", I put her in a stay take a treat to another room and put it in, near, under a box. Then call "find it!" as the release and she sniffs, searches and finds the treat.
Same thing as I unpacked, and remodeling Oy, it's like moving again. First everything moved from downstairs to upstairs. Now that the kitchen is nearly done I'm taking everything from upstairs to the downstairs to get ready for new flooring .... "find it" again.
Result: she likes boxes.
She was a doll with the confusion of the remodel. I found out for one that she like power tools and the people who use themElectricians, plumbers, my carpenters assistants .... she liked them all. She probably cost me some extra hours because if they were working near floor level there's Mae to offer a slobbery dog kiss.
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It helped that my carpenter is a dog person, has a wonderful dog and has fostered dogs. She and Mae had a sit down heart to heart chat "I'm not putting up with any bad behavior. If you're good you can hang out with us and go with me to Lowes, if not you watch this from the patio"![]()
She enjoyed the company too, her dog gets a little carsick, where Mae loves going in the car. So she got company on errands.




Electricians, plumbers, my carpenters assistants .... she liked them all. She probably cost me some extra hours because if they were working near floor level there's Mae to offer a slobbery dog kiss.
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