Since we moved in September, Sula's been having extreme separation anxiety--not just from me, but also from total strangers. She became distraught when strangers left the house after spending an hour working on the phone line. So I took her with me to a screening of the documentary "An American Opera" at the St. Louis Film Fest. This was her first time at a film festival, and I am pretty sure she was the first pit bull to ever attend. I was unsure of what she'd think of sitting in a movie theater with lots of people. But she had a blast, scampered up and down the aisle kissing people before the show, kissing people who passed during the screening, etc. Then she went on stage to join me for a panel discussion afterwards. This made her a bit nervous--lots of flash photography, amplified voices, etc. But eventually she curled up between me and the founder of Kinship Circle. And by the time we got in the car to go back to our fancy hotel room, she was ready to collapse.
Of course, there was an evil troublemaker stalking us in the hotel lobby every time we passed through. A miniature Schnauzer that lunged and snapped and had owners who couldn't be bothered to look up from their coffee.