On Monday, we ended up doing the same route twice in the same day. In the morning, I was quite nervous. I made several mistakes. In the afternoon, I made very few mistakes. In the morning, after the route, I ended up crying. I didn't think I did well. I got over it, though. No big deal.
Interestingly enough, I did better [in the afternoon] than in the morning, and it was warmer. My dog seemed to feel like she was cooperating actually better in the afternoon. It was nicer weather than the week before. It was warm but not too warm.
In the evening, around seven, my foster family and Kate's came to meet us and to see the dog they had raised. Mine, was a husband and wife. They have either two grown daughters or just older than me. The man is from Switzerland and the woman is from England, originally. They met in the United States.
They conversed with me. They asked me questions about this and that. They wanted to see me walk with my dog, but I was told not to let them. They were disappointed, but there weren't any problems. I heard a little story about her. I got a few things she used to do. Maybe, she still does them. They wanted to stay in touch. My family has decided to stay in touch, just like they asked. My dog's foster family stayed in my room for half an hour. I am happy to have met these folks and to know more about them. It's also great to get information about my dog when she was living with them. It's great!
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