So I ran into Charpentier again, the dog who got caught in my collar last week and made me think that I was going to die. Physically, he's also fine, but we both were really nervous seeing each other again. I didn't want to go in the dogrun with him standing at the gate. He started crying when he saw me, bouncing around because he wanted to play, but he was scared that we were going to get hurt again. Our owners chatted, stayed calm, encouraged us to play and petted us. Mommy gave us each a tiny little bit of cheese, which went a long way towards calming us and finally, we played a bit together. The stress is gone, which is nice.
Mommy's happy that Charpentier is ok and that his owners aren't blaming her or mad at her.
I'm happy that we didn't get stuck again.
Woos of relief,