So Mommis wants to get me certified as a Service Dog. What if I don’t want to be one?
I guess I don’t get to choose. This morning we went to the Biltmore Fashion Park and Juan met us there. I should have known something was up when I saw him.
Anyway, it was a pain in the tail. “Buppy sit” again and again. Which I learned this morning is NOT the same as down. Usually when Mommis says almost anything I either come or go down depending. But this time every time she said sit and I got down we had a do-over.
Then, when I got that, we practiced stay. I did great on that until the time “stay” meant she was leaving me with Juan to go into the Apple Store.
For 3 entire minutes!!! I only made a minute and a half. Finally, to get her to stop doing this stuff I just went down and refused to do anything else.
I’m so damned tired.