After rewarding her for being around the car without going in, including opening and closing the door, I thought she was ready for the next step. Since the Forester’s door frame is more angled and the seats are narrower and higher, I had to rest the top of the stairs at an angle on the edge of the door frame, place my foot on the lowest step to anchor it, do my best to test its sturdiness, and lure Berlin up with the excitement of cheese.
It did not go smoothly.
Despite my tests, the stairs slipped under her bodyweight once she reached the top step. Naturally, this scared Berlin, and although she was able to make it up, and scurred down after our walk, she didn’t want to use the dog stairs again the next day.
Time for a new plan.
*Note how I don’t say improvements. While I love some of the new features in modern cars, I miss some of the simpler things, like the thrill of turning the key in the ignition and not feeling like I’m in the cockpit of a spaceship while driving in the highly illuminated, multi-bright screened interior at night.