Likes: Sleeping with Mom until she gets up... and then going back to sleep when she gets up too early
Pet-Peeves: I hate walking through doorways when someone is standing next to the door...it is the weirdest pet peeve EVER. I HATE THE VACUUM CLEANER!! I've been known to jump out of the window just to get away *and then I wouldn't walk back in the door*
Favorite Toy: Anything chewable... which includes everything...
Favorite Food: Avoderm
Best Tricks: One of my favorite tricks is ignoring one of the more crucial commands "come;" I do shake, sit, stay, down. I take bones, chewtoys, and food and hide them in the yard; months later, they suddenly reappear. I could tell you how I do it, but then....
Bio: Born July 29, 2004. Came to new home on September 23, 2004
Wow, after only two weeks (and not A LOT of practice even) I'm learning. I'm learning how to listen to, how to look at, and how to understand Mom. She has really gotten me into this training thing. I'm basically an expert in the sit, stay command. I sit and then when Mom says 'stay' she can throw a toy or pull on my leash and I don't move. I figure that is an impressive improvement considering where I was only a few short weeks ago. I am also learning 'come' which is a little harder at the moment.
The trainer really got me going last week. She yanked on my collar and I cried but from that point on, I listened to every word she said. She's GOOD.
The date is set, the time, the place. The dues paid, the phone calls made. I am officially a doggie in training... beginning March 14th.
Mom is beside herself with joy. I am uncertain.
What will they teach me really? Is there anything I need that I don't have yet? Is there anything more I should know that will help me survive? I think I have it all... My instincts thus far have gotten me by and quite happily I might add.
I get to run around outside and not listen to anyone... that's great.
I get to jump in the mud, chase my tail, occasionally chase a ball or toy.
I get to wreak havoc.
I get to chew up every single item that has ever existed in the backyard. I get to add valuable potholes to the landscape and I generally adore getting to take apart chair cushions and other various random objects that come into my path of destruction.
On the flip side ... I also get to lay in bed with Mom in the mornings ... I get to eat treats... I get to chase a frisbee that Mom throws me...