Today I had a cord of wood delivered. I live very rural and socializing is difficult because there just are no places to just be able to take a puppy. Shayna is four months old, so I asked the man if he would mind if I let her loose with us as he and his son unloaded and stacked the wood. He agreed. Shayna ran over, then hackles rose and she raced back toward the front door. My son and I walked back to her and came back halfway to them, knelt down and petted her as she sat watching. They had a large pickup and the very long trailer with the wood. The noise was fairly loud and as they stacked, they occasionally hit the metal sides with a large bang. Then we walked halfway closer again and knelt. Within five minutes she was running around them, weaving in and out of the growing stacks of wood. The noise didn't matter and the man and his son were watched, but only with curiousity. Eventually she started to get underfoot, so we put her back in one of the yards where she could watch, but not be in the way. I was so proud of her!