Self-Discipline – Thursday 5th November 2020


Mum is making me practice self-discipline. Those of you who have known me a while will be aware that I do know all the basic obedience commands. I know some more advanced ones too. You will also be aware that I pick and choose when I actually take any notice. In my case it’s more mutual agreement than obedience. Anyway, Mum is being mean. She has told me that my independent streak is causing one or two issues around the house and I need to curb them. What a spoilsport. Has she stopped Ari from taking food off the work surfaces in the kitchen? Has she stopped Shadow from howling when she’s been left out? I don’t think so. It just isn’t fair.

What’s new?

You are not going to believe this, but firstly I have to go back to bed in a morning and wait for Mum to be ready to get up. What if she doesn’t wake up? Can’t a girl bark to make sure she knows it’s time? Apparently not! Not if that girl wants to get any breakfast. By the time Mum decides she’s ready I’m almost bursting with the pent up bark that I’ve been holding in.

Secondly, and this is where it gets really bad, she is being very very cruel to me at mealtimes. I have to sit politely and quietly while she puts my food in my bowl. I have to carry on sitting politely and quietly looking at my food until Mum says it’s ok for me to have it. Can you imagine? To be fair I cannot control the drooling. There is absolutely nothing I can do about that. Sitting looking at my food bowl, full of food, and having to wait for Mum to say it’s ok for me to move is killing me.

What else?

We’re still discussing whether it’s ok for me to bark while she’s on the phone. Mum has said it isn’t and I’ve said it is. One of us will win this one. Judging by the other things, I fear it may not be me, but I’ll give it my best shot.



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