Here we go again. Yup, this is what greeted us this morning.
When I headed to the sinks to wash my hands, a person entered the rest room and then went into the stall next to the sinks. I'd let down my guard and wasn't supervising Shyla quite as closely. As I scrubbed my hands, I heard a wild laugh come from the stall next to the sinks. I looked down, and Shyla was lying down with her head under the stall wall, presumably looking up at the woman. I started apologizing profusely but, fortunately, the woman thought it was incredibly funny. No harm done! Now I supervise Shyla closely the entire time that we are in the rest room.
I'm learning that a person needs to pay attention to lots of details when they have a dog who goes into public buildings. I wonder how service dogs are trained in the etiquette of rest rooms. I'd be interested to know about that if any of you are familiar with service dog training.
Back to the present, given the aerial bombardment by snow all day today, it's amazing that I took this photo just yesterday in beautiful sunlight.