In my attempts to make a more concentrated effort to socialize our basket-case Mj, I took her to Petsmart with me on Thursday night. She was terrified at first. But I just talked to her in my silly sing-song voice and she wagged her tail a couple times. By the time we left, with me holding a giant bag of dog food over my shoulder (shopping baskets, apparently, are very scary), she was doing pretty good. I am going to slowly introduce her to new scenarios like this more and more often in the hopes that she won’t be so afraid of everything. She is great at home… super playful and comical with us, very comfortable when we have a small group of people over. I just don’t want her to go through life being a nervous nellie. She’s such a sweet dog… a sweet, awkward dog.