Training was fun
Training was fun yesterday. I flipped between being outstanding and a pain in the butt, according to Mum. Mostly I was a good girl. At least in my opinion. We started with some really easy stuff. I’m supposed to look at Mum when she says my name and for that I get a piece of cheese. Hey, if Mum has cheese, I don’t take my eyes off her! Then we did some walking at heel. Again – there was cheese. What’s not to like? I trotted along beautifully and was rewarded as planned.
It’s the fun stuff where I really engage. Being sent around a cone is fun. Don’t ask me why, but it’s way better than all that ‘stay’ and ‘wait’. Then we had to go around a cone and then sit inside a ring. Again, fun and easy when I know I’m going to get cheese.
Photographs
When we have special occasions our trainers always come up with fun ideas for photos. Last year when Mum tried to get a Halloween photo with me, I bulldozed the set up they’d created. Yes, I was in trouble – big time. This year, the trainer knowing what I used to be like, said I didn’t have to take part if I didn’t want to. That was all it needed. I thought ‘I’ll show her’ and promptly sat beautifully in exactly the right places, doing better than any of the other dogs.
It took a bit longer to get me to sit nicely in the skeleton bones because Ernie was before me and he’d peed on the tibia. I wouldn’t sit until I’d checked out how Ernie was. He’s changed food and feeling much better for it.
Mum would have been able to come home saying what a good girl I was, if the horse wearing the blanket hadn’t shown up. Ok, so I slightly lost the plot and decided to repeatedly body slam Mum. Thankfully it was the end of the lesson so we were able to come home.
Licks and head butts
Pebbles
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