**After writing about day two with Barry it turned into a really long post so I made it a two part post. This is part II.** - find part I here.
|Here's a pic of Barry to tide you over!|
|Barry looking down the hallway.|
|Another pic to tide you over. He's so handsome.|
|Husband & Barry relaxing together. My two favorite guys!|
I suggested getting a weekday dog walker. I explained to Husband how taxing my lunch breaks were and that because I was still new at my job I'd like to not have to be in a rush to leave, rushing around for my one hour lunch to walk Barry, rushing to put him in the crate, rushing to get back to work, and then get to work all flustered and upset. Our building manager was able to suggest someone for the job. Someone that lived right in our building.
If memory serves me correct we also decided to give him a bath on this night (I can't remember exactly which day but I know it was within a couple of days of bringing him home). We didn't want to give him a bath right away but he hadn't had one since he was out of the shelter and he had a slight smell with that dirty feel when you pet a dog or cat and can feel and smell on your hands. Plus his coat was dull and some tinges of yellow/brown were in areas. A bath was in order. We used a sensitive skin almond oatmeal wash. He didn't love the bath but he didn't fight us either. I got in with him and helped scrub him down. All in all, the bath wasn't a bad experience but I could tell he didn't want the bath to be happening.
We decided we could tough it out. We would come through this and Barry would get used to everything and it would all work out in the end.
We weren't prepared for what day three would bring...