Diaper business

The second full day and there are two big steps forward. For the normal dog, it is nothing, but for one with this huge psychological baggage it is quite a feat .
She totally relaxed in our bed, all legs stretched out and putting her head on the front paws .She did not have to be on guard for something unexpected to happen. She just closed her eyes and felt safe.

Much bigger however is, that she very carefully ate some liver wurst out of my hand.
The rescue people gave us a paper with behavior common to caged dogs and what to expect.
The dogs are afraid of the human hands, because they lure them with a bit of food and consequently cause pain and terror.
She ate a treat from Andy's hand later too, but not yet for Emmett, although he is the lovable Dad who carries her around and goes with her into the backyard.
She gave up out running the leash, but it is still way too early to let her explore on her own. We could never get her out from under the deck or fall into a window well. She seems to be a bit uncoordinated and could have a little problem with a hind leg.

We also learned about doggie diapers. They now sell panties with a Kotex in it, to prevent accidents in the house. The equivalent for the males are belly bands. The panties for the girls go by weight, have velcro tabs and look just like miniature baby diapers.
Schatzi weight 15 pounds and the small size should have fit., Way too small, they slid down around her legs and she looked hogtied.The poor doggie never said a sound or indicated that this is uncomfortable.
There was no accident in our bed.

For the following night we were ready with regular baby attire - 18 pound size diaper.
They fit, were very soft and felt comfy. Of course, you have to cut a hole for the tail. In the morning, they also slid down because of her silky hair and we found our bed filled with the feeling of sand.
The polymers looking like grains of salt, that absorb the moisture, seeped out of the tail hole and we were sleeping on a virtual beach.