Just ask my Mom. She told me so about a million times on Friday, so it Must Be True!
Note from Mom: it is true. Actually, both girls are good girls;
goofballs, yes, but good girls nonetheless.I had MY doggie class on Friday, and I did all sorts of stuff that Abby has to be able to do to be a 'good citizen'. But first, we worked on Mom's turkey hotdog delivery technique. She gets better and better each week!
And Jessi (the woman who is teaching Mom to feed me turkey hotdogs) brought all sorts of funballs things out for us to do...
While Jessi was getting us sorted out, I checked out my fellow classmates:
Kaley the Weimaraner:
Her older brother Hunter, who, as an old dude, takes frequent rest breaks - no dummy him! Here he's ready to be tempted by nommy treats:
And Cooper, the labradude (who reminds me of a mini-
Dexter):
Along with the funballs stuff, we had to do Scary Stuff! Like, we got pet by other people while their doggies sat there with them (!!!).
BTW, there are pictures of Other Doggies, because Mom couldn't (obviously) take pictures of me when she was doing stuff with me, and Jessi could only take so many pictures of me while still trying to teach the class. So here are some of my classmates... Cooper the labradude and Kaley the Weimaraner:
Despite the lack of pictures, I promise you, I did Very Well (just ask Mom) with this whole exercise and was much more focused on
Mom's turkey hotdogs, ah, Mom than the other doggies. I even let the people ruffle the hair on the top of my head while sitting there patiently! Go me!
Then, we did an easy-peasey exercise. Mom had to sit on the grass and keep me amused while the other doggies did their best to distract me.
I was so good I didn't even get distracted by the labradude, despite his best attempts to steal hotdog bits out of Mom's little pouch of turkey hotdogs and cheese.
Cool, huh?
Then, we went inside. It's hot, and so we spend half the class outside, get some water, and then spend the rest of the class inside. We played a lot of 'follow-the-leader' (again, no pictures, because Mom can't take pictures and walk at the same time... I don't think chews gum at the same time, either!).
In all fairness, Mom tried, but with both of us moving, she decided it was a bad idea....
See? Yeah....
Anyhoo, after walking around the store sitting and lying down and eating turkey hotdogs, we had an Obstacle Course!!!
We had the full aisle at the back of the store, and Jessi had been all sneaky-like and put out some obstacles - a frisbee with tennis balls, some rawhide chews, and a bag of treats, and Mom went to one end of the aisle while we stayed at the other end, and Mom had to call me to come to her without me being distracted by the obstacles.
Lemme tell ya, passing those tennis balls was TOUGH!!!
Anyhoo, since Mom was busy calling me, she didn't get any pictures of me, but here's Kaley attempting to avoid the rawhide chewies.
And Cooper trying to avoid the bag of treats...
Again, there are no pictures of me because Mom was trying really hard not to laugh while trying to convince me to leave the tennis balls and come to her.
Hey.... Tennis balls that don't have Abby Cooties on them are Pretty Tempting!We had a good time, and Mom was very happy with how I did. And, I'll admit, I had fun. Of course, I always like having my own time with Mom - especially when she's handing out the turkey hotdogs!
Thanks Mom!
*kissey face*
-Fiona (and Abby the absent-from-this-post Hippobottomus)
