Yesterday it was Bruce, and today it’s Sammy who wants to tear my face off. I try to remain calm, and merely redouble my efforts to engage, knowing full well that one day I will win because I will be the biggest dog.
And besides, Mommis has told Sammy a hundred times to be nice to me, and eventually he will learn. She told me he was difficult to train. I suspect she will have to threaten him with Juan and the clicker. As for me, I have no intention of being subjugated by that clicker and that big orange collar.