Mommis cut Carol out of the picture but she shouldn’t have. Carol is great. She’s the only one of Mommis’s friends who even thinks to carry water. And she carries the bottles that make the great noises when they’re empty. Carol has Jack who is as nice and friendly as Carol.
Category: golden retriever
Nap
There isn’t much going on in our house in the afternoon. Most of the time Mommis is working, and there’s nothing to do so I like to take a nap. Luckily Mommis has a very large comfy bed, and now I’m big enough to jump up on it without her help. I do have my training collar on, but since I didn’t feel a click, I assume I’m not doing anything wrong.
Leeloo Left Me!
Gone, goddammit. Somewhere weird where the leaves change color and it gets very cold. Her Mommis is planning a wedding, which I don’t understand. All I know is she’s not at the park and I am bummed beyond belief.
While she’s gone, though, I’m going to grow. You’ll see. When she gets back I will be big.
We Passed
Mommis did a great job on my Canine Good Citizen test. She didn’t confuse me at all and we passed. It was hard work though.
I had such a big day that I barfed at her ASU class with my vest on. I think it was the three Crimini mushrooms that I ate off the floor at Sprouts that morning. Or maybe it was stress. A nice man in her class cleaned it up before I could re-eat it, which I was going to do for her.
Portraits of Pups: Leeloo
Leeloo is my girlfriend. At first I thought she was my litter mate, but I guess I was wrong. Every morning I try to rape her, but she never lets me. And then we wrestle. We’ve slept together twice in the same crate, but nothing happened. I don’t understand why, but nothing did. We didn’t get a puppy. Then she went off and got her service dog certification before me. A real betrayal.
She’s leaving me for six weeks soon. This would be, as you might expect, a big bummer for me, but I’m a dog and I live in the present.
Profiles in Pups: Taylor
We’re cheating here. Taylor is only visiting for ten days while Auntie Chelsea is in London watching Dashie. He’s not a dawn dog in Half Moon Bay where he lives. But he has to be one in Phoenix. He flew here with Auntie Chelsea and her boyfriend Brian and we met them at the airport. He flies here a lot. I think he’s my cousin. He’s a great role model.
Training is a Pain in the Tail
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.
