June 27th, 2008
This pictures is of me and Chase but the Mum doesn’t have one of me and Levi so I am putting this one up instead.
Last night I went to our obedience class. I go at 6:30 and then Levi’s class is at 7:30. I think both classes should be all about me but the Mum says Levi has to learn to carry his dumbbell around and so he needs some time too. Bah, whatever. I should just always get to do stuff!
So we got our mats out.. me and three Bernese Mountain Dogs. They are cute and I really want to go play with them but no one will let me. Sometimes I try to wander off all coy like but someone always catches me dangit! So I lay on the mat because I make the click happen and get treats for that. Though the Mum says I’m so good at it that she has to make it harder! Ugh! But I’m smart and I can lay on that mat for a long time now to get treats!
The Mum then walked around with a treat by her left side (my right side) and I walked with her and kinda trotted to hurry up. I liked this because I like to eat at the treat. Though she says that I have to wait and only if I wait will I get the treat. Instead of me grabbing at the treat like how I want to do. But this is fun and I keep my tail up because it’s a good time.
Then we sat for a while just not doing anything and that’s hard because I always want to be looking around and sniffing stuff. The Mum calls this a Stay and I need to learn how to not move and just sit. I can do it a while but if she forgets to give me a treat then I will stand up and wander off to see what other interesting things there are to do. But usually the Mum keeps the treats coming and so it’s worth it to stay where I am!
Then the Mum runs off and says this stuff that is ‘Tatum Come!’ but that’s when I get really distracted. I’d rather go play with those fuzzy Mountain Dogs instead of follow the Mum. And when she moves it’s really kinda weird makes me nervous. I like it better when she puts her hand out and I get to touch it with my nose and make the click and get a treat. So we do that and maybe if she does that for a while I’ll get used to her moving like hoomans do and then I’ll go to her better. But going to hoomans is not something I ever really liked to do and it’s gonna take me a while to get used to it!
The Mum says, though, that in a couple years she thinks no one is going to be able to tell I came from a bad place with bad hoomans. That I’ll just go around biting people in the but and playing and eating treats and being super confident. Well, I know I will! And I’m beautiful anyway so what else matters?
Tags:
Learning,
Obedience