The house was still standing when I got home.
Parker had evidently either attempted an escape, or just rooted around on her kennel pad, but there was no other evidence of drama. I believe that it probably happened right after I left, and not at some mid-point interval. She was happy to see me and happy to be let out of her crate.
We went outside for a while, then came in and took a short nap. Parker slept in her crate with the door wide open.
That afternoon we had an appointment for her initial veterinary exam and rabies shot. While I hated taking her out into a stressful environment so soon after bringing her home, but it was both necessary and educational. No trouble with the car, and the only trouble she did have was navigating the slick concrete floors at the vet. A rubber mat in the room did the trick and we were soon on our way home.
Last night, like now, Parker slept near my feet in the living room with Wilson next to her. When I turned in, there was no late night whining, but I left her crate door open all night and only noticed her heading out to the kitchen for a drink twice.
This morning, after breakfast, Parker climbed up onto my bed and snuggled up to me. This, much to the incredulous look on Wilson's face, was a big deal. A really big deal. After our walk, Parker ran around in the back yard, again with Wilson looking on a bit dumbfounded. I knew that she liked to run and play, but this was the first she had done it here.

Note about me, 1:
Two big dogs and two cats is maximum capacity for me and my little house. While I would love to have dozens of animals, this is it. Anyone who knows me might worry that I might become a 'collector', but there is no danger of that. I have even told friends that they are now much safer because I no longer peruse the adoption sites, so I won't be forwarding links to them about dogs all the time (for them). Unless, of course, they ask me to.
Note about me, 2:
While my entire world for the past several days and for days to come has been about helping Parker and my other pets adjust to things, it will eventually return to more diverse subject matter. I think this is more evidence that Parker was meant to be here, with me and my menagerie. My classes are complete for the fall semester, I am working very limited hours, and my spring classes are online and self-directed. My GPA is solid, I am applying for and interviewing for jobs already, and hopefully by graduation in May, I'll have a new routine and a house full of well-adjusted critters (myself included).

Yeah, right.
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