Did I mention that my foster mom is a dog trainer? It is pretty cool because I get to do lots of fun stuff. Tuesday night my mom works, so I get to go help with classes. Here is a picture of me watching class thorugh the window. I have to wait in the office sometimes. In the Advanced Class (http://www.narniapets.com/), the dogs have been practicing lining up against the stage. I am then recalled to my foster mom past all the other dogs. I can't visit with them; they can't break their stays and visit with me. I recall on a dime, so it is easy for me. Sometimes, I can feel the pres
sure of the other dogs about to break, so I curve out. This gives their owners a clue that their dogs are not comfortable or settled in their stays. I do like to be a helper girl, you know.
We also played a game where there are cones on the floor and each dog has to walk the different cones with their owners and preform a series of commands... voice only. I came in second place. Everyone was happy for me because I am so knew at this! I thought, "If they knew how good liver was, they would do it too." After class, Uncle Kelly let his dog, Bryce, out to play. I love to herd Bryce. Mom and Uncle Kelly do not like this, and I definitely understand that. I still wish I could lunge out and give him a good nip, but I control myself because Mom is right there. Seriously, how is a girl suppose to have fun?
Thursday night I went to my class: Beginner Obedience. There were a lot of dogs there and at first I could care less... that was until I tasted the best treat of all time: HOT DOG! OMG that was wonderful. This really nice lady named Joy came around the room and gave each dog a piece of hot dog. Yummy! I tried to follow her because I wanted another, but mom said no. Whatever. We got this piece of hot dog again if we came when called. Easy money for me. A quick whistle and I come flying... fast. I don't stop until I slam into mom's legs in a sit. I like to end with style. I then realized that the dog next to me was getting hot dogs the entire class. What the heck? I tried going over there a couple of times, but again mom said no. Whatever. Then we learned a new trick called "settle". This required me to lay on the floor on my side totally relaxed while mom gave be lots of petting. I liked it. Later we worked on "off". I hate this word because mom loves this word... off the couch, off the counter, off the cats, .... sigh.... see what I mean? Anyway, we were working on "off" the treat on the floor. Mom's hand was covering the treat. I tried licking mom's hand to get the treat. It didn't work. I tried pawing mom's hand. It didn't work. So I sat back and thought for a minute. What the heck... I flopped into a settle. Mom seem to like it at the beginning of class, so why not? It worked. Mom started laughing, and I got the treat. I win.
sure of the other dogs about to break, so I curve out. This gives their owners a clue that their dogs are not comfortable or settled in their stays. I do like to be a helper girl, you know.We also played a game where there are cones on the floor and each dog has to walk the different cones with their owners and preform a series of commands... voice only. I came in second place. Everyone was happy for me because I am so knew at this! I thought, "If they knew how good liver was, they would do it too." After class, Uncle Kelly let his dog, Bryce, out to play. I love to herd Bryce. Mom and Uncle Kelly do not like this, and I definitely understand that. I still wish I could lunge out and give him a good nip, but I control myself because Mom is right there. Seriously, how is a girl suppose to have fun?
Thursday night I went to my class: Beginner Obedience. There were a lot of dogs there and at first I could care less... that was until I tasted the best treat of all time: HOT DOG! OMG that was wonderful. This really nice lady named Joy came around the room and gave each dog a piece of hot dog. Yummy! I tried to follow her because I wanted another, but mom said no. Whatever. We got this piece of hot dog again if we came when called. Easy money for me. A quick whistle and I come flying... fast. I don't stop until I slam into mom's legs in a sit. I like to end with style. I then realized that the dog next to me was getting hot dogs the entire class. What the heck? I tried going over there a couple of times, but again mom said no. Whatever. Then we learned a new trick called "settle". This required me to lay on the floor on my side totally relaxed while mom gave be lots of petting. I liked it. Later we worked on "off". I hate this word because mom loves this word... off the couch, off the counter, off the cats, .... sigh.... see what I mean? Anyway, we were working on "off" the treat on the floor. Mom's hand was covering the treat. I tried licking mom's hand to get the treat. It didn't work. I tried pawing mom's hand. It didn't work. So I sat back and thought for a minute. What the heck... I flopped into a settle. Mom seem to like it at the beginning of class, so why not? It worked. Mom started laughing, and I got the treat. I win.
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