Tried to take my foster dog Darla to meet some Girl Scouts who used their cookie money to buy gifts for our Wagging Dogs. It couldn't have gone any worse but thankfully Oreo was there to handle everything on our behalf. We waited for a half hour in the heat of Carlsbad while the girls took a tour of the fire station, and while we were there the trash trucks were working nearby. The booming of garbage being dumped into the trucks sent Dar into one of her sound shutdowns. She couldn't hang long enough to meet the girls and didn't want to get out of the car later for a peaceful stroll in a quiet grassy park. Mission: fail. Gonna go home and just chill the fuck out in the ac for a while and hope it's quiet on base today.