So the next step was to bring him home. This would not only break him out of his rut but accelerate his socialization. No one had any idea if he had ever lived in a home before, and he had shown some tendency towards marking while in boarding, so we weren’t sure how this might work out. And he was filthy.
He hopped in the car like he had learned, and rode fairly well, if anxiously, from boarding to our place. And although he was in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar dogs, afraid of touch and freaked out by the shower, he trusted me enough to let me wash him.