Going to School

Mommy and Daddy took me to school on Tuesday. I wanted to play with all the great friendly dogs at school, but mommy and daddy wanted me to do lots of sits, downs, and heels. Auntie Sue (my trainer) is really nice and carries a little pouch with yummy liver treats in it! I love her; she always says I am a "good dog," a "beautiful dog," and gives me lots of nice pats. I was a very good girl in class; I knew it was important to mommy and daddy that I do well. Auntie Sue had nothing but wonderful things to say about my mommy and how she raised me. I could tell that mommy was very proud of me.

After class, we got to go to the pet store, and mommy bought me a new toy. She was very worried that I would chew it up, but bought it anyway. Of course I want to chew it up...isn't that what toys are for? I couldn't wait to get home and play with my new toy, but mommy said that it was a special toy for me to play with when I am home alone. It's a neat soft puzzle box, and has squeaky balls inside of it. I have to work really hard to get the squeaky balls out of the four holes on the side of it! It's now my favorite toy; and I can't wait for mommy and daddy to leave me alone at home so I can play with it. I guess being alone isn't so bad after all...maybe I will bury my toy in the backyard, so mommy and daddy can't find it and take it away when they get home. Hmmmm....

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