Day Three -- Come Saturday Morning...

Ruby woke us, not too early, but in her usual affectionate manner.  She wanted to go for a walk, right away.  "Get up, you lazy oafs.  It's a beautiful day.  Time for walkies!"  

Ruby and her temporary pack covered a total of five miles today, Saturday, in two separate shifts of two and then three miles respectively.  Mary says that we made a major tactical error in our routing!  On the second leg of our trekking, we walked to Alterra on Prospect, traversing Downer Avenue with its fairly large volume of noisy traffic, right on Bradford and then left on Prospect.  Ruby seemed agitated, even ill at ease.  After fetching cups of java from Alterra, we then reversed our course.  At the intersection of Prospect and North Avenues, Ruby spun her head in the direction of a passing city bus, then skyward trying to locate the passing jet airliner that was roaring overhead. 

"This is just too much for her," Mary said.  "She's experiencing sensory overload.  We have to get her back into a quiet neighborhood."  We turned off of Downer Avenue onto Summit as it travels diagonally toward Belleview.  "Ah, that's better...  Quiet," said Ruby.  We learned our lesson.  Back home, Ruby retreated to her now favorite perch, the front porch, its nicely elevated couch from whence she can look out and howl her greetings, or protests, to passing pooches!  What a great day!  

We've also discovered about Ruby that she seems more interested in salty vs. sweet!  She rejected our offer of cantaloupe and apple, but lapped up the last bit of ham (from our pea soup) and definitely loves pretzels!!