This morning Mom ahherg-ed me up onto the grooming table/wire crate and brushed me with TWO brushes! What an experience. It took longer than usual but shorter than it used to take before I changed into my summer coat. I smell so nice! Then she gave me a treat and said Ahherg again when she lifted me down. She's simply got to teach me how to use the step stool! This Aherging is getting on my nerves.
Today is Saturday and another obedience class day. Again I was the best and most admired dog there. Naturally. Tilly the standard poodle puppy and the Corgi adore me and jump in my face.
At class, Mom was trying to teach me to lie down from a standing position. I know how to lie down from a sitting position. In fact, I know how to do this so well that it happens spontaneously sometimes when I am sitting on the slippery part of the hardwood floor. What a goooood dog. Anyway, lying down from stand is kind of funny. I usually end up in a play bow, which Mom says is a good first step, but when I look around, there's nobody there to play back. Very mysterious. No matter how many times I play bow, nobody takes me up on it. A couple of times, I flopped my butt down and got CHEESE as a treat. I will have to work on this cheese thing. It must have something to do with my butt.
The rest of the day I was a rug. Gooooood rug. Zoe is quite vexed that I am too tired to play Spithead or respond when she punches me. Too bad for her. Wait until she goes to school; she will find out how tiring it is! Mom took her out after I got home and said she heeled on a zip collar almost perfectly and down/stayed on the street. I can do that! And I don't even need the zip collar.
Zoe says the zzzzip sound is really distracting. Mom walked her by the neighbor's garbage can and when she went to sniff the stuff spilled on the ground, ZZZZIP went the collar! Mom turned around and walked back by the can. ZZZZIP again! And again - ZZZZIP! Zoe said, OK, I get the hint. Where's my cheese? The fourth pass didn't draw one sniff at the garbage, just a sniff at Mom's hand. I hope there's some cheese left over for me.
Sailor the rug
