I am trying really, really hard to be a good girl. I have always tried hard, but as I am maturing, I am trying much harder. I am 10 now, and am a wise and beautiful girl.
My peeps, have clearly lost their minds being at home for almost 7 weeks now, and have been doing some off leash training with me. There are a lot of rules about this, but so far I have been successful enough.
Last weekend, we went on a long pack walk. As we got back close to the house, the Man decided to let me drag my leash and walk down the road (actually it was Phod's leash because mine carries the poop bags, so they took Phod off leash and put me on his, and let me drag it).
|Walking down the road, dragging Phod's leash|
I was doing a really good job until that darn Red John (one of the little red squirrels that lives on our property) yelled at me. He said some nasty HBO things. I of course had to go put him in his place.
I was very good. I did pause when my Man told me to stop.
|Proof I paused|
Lady would point out, I wasn't going to go far, because Red John went up the tree and I would have just tried to climb the tree (that is one of my talents).
|The Man having to come and get me|
In the end, the Man had to come into the bush and get me. I was disappointed he didn't let me climb the tree. However, I must have done an ok enough job because my peeps did some more training later in the day (it involved a lot of cookies - it was great).
|Leading the Man out of the bush - I am sure he would have gotten lost without me!|
Hope you are all safe and well.
Living her best life,