Yes, it’s true. I went to the vet today and I now weigh 18lbs. I’m getting very big and strong. I have sturdy little legs and a take no prisoners attitude. Don’t mess with me! I am TOUGH. I did NOT like it when the vet gave me a shot. I growled at him – but then he gave me treats so I forgave him. I’m incredibly forgiving when it comes to treats.
I started Puppy Agility last Sunday. I was a bit scared at first but I now can sit on the stand quietly and run up and down the puppy A-frame and plank. Whee! It’s just that “Sammy” always had his turn before me. Sammy is a Maltese who is 5 months old. He kept leaving his treats on the A-frame so I stopped on my way over it to pick them up. I think that was very considerate of me, don’t you? I don’t know why Sammy didn’t want his treats. That’s just weird, no?
I now go to puppy agility AND puppy kindergarten, but I know more than they teach in puppy kindergarten. They teach us sit and come and our names, but DUH – I’ve known my name for AGES, plus I know “Sit” “Stay” (for about 2 seconds), “Come” “Down” “Off” (boy does Mummy say “off” a lot – especially when I’m doing fun things like trying to join everyone for breakfast), and “No” She uses “No” a lot too.
I have learned some interesting things. I learned that when I cry and bark in my crate Mummy ignores me, so I don’t do it anymore because she lets me out SO FAST when I’m quiet. I also get my meals much faster when I don’t cry and jump up while Mummy’s preparing it. Did you know that if I cry she stops – mid preparation! (how cruel) and waits for me to shut up before continuing. I get my food faster when I don’t act up so I’ve stopped that too.
Mummy also makes me sit and wait till she puts the food bowl down and tells me I can eat. She says it’s so I don’t attack her when she’s putting the bowl down. But doesn’t she know I’m STARVING????? I could waste away (all 18lbs of me) if I don’t get my food NOW!!! But now I am good and I wait – it only takes her a few seconds before she says “okay” and I can eat. Humans are SOOO fussy, don’t you think?
So Mummy was thinking I was such a little angel lately but then I dug a big hole in the garden today. It was SO MUCH FUN. I don’t think she thinks I’m an angel now.
Here’s some lousy pics of me in puppy agility and some pics from when I went with Mummy and Randall to The Vegan Joint for lunch at the top of my street. I sat on the chair like a good puppy but they wouldn’t let me share their dinner. Phooey.