Krista's made great strides in coping with city traffic since she first came to my house last July. Normal cars and trucks don't bother her anymore, and she's even accustomed herself to seeing CapMetro busses on our morning walks. Today though she saw an emergency vehicle with full sirens and lights for the first time.

The sounds of sirens is something that all of my foster dogs get used to quickly because I live about a mile away from a hospital, a police station, and a fire station, so neither Suzuka nor Krista was terribly upset when we heard them on our morning walk. We continued northward on Metric until bright flashing lights caused me to whip my head back around towards the Parmer and Metric intersection. A fire truck, sirens engaged and lights whirling, was churning towards us in the northbound lanes.

Krista's eyes got huge, and her tail tucked up towards her belly as she backed away from the bright, noisy monster. Ironically, she wasn't nearly as frantic as she gets when she doesn't want someone (usually a man) to touch her. Fortunately, the engine churned on towards its destination, and Krista quickly recovered, continuing on the walk.

She even felt good enough to roll in her favourite pile of oil and cat litter right before we got to the house.