We Survived
Thursday, February 24, 2011 at 1:55PM 
Well, we survived the 1st class. Mommy could have brushed me before I went inside. Daddy kept playing with me and messing up my hair 5 ways to Sunday but that's okay. I am a puppy dawg and this isn't a dawg show.
I wasn't sure where we were going and the road was mighty bumpy to class. It was a long car drive. I swore I was going to the vets but then all these big dawgs, then Frannie my half sister and a shih tzu and the rest huge dawgs was there and I wasn't shaking in those white boots of mine but I wasn't totally relaxed either. Still, when the big dawgs came to say hi, my tail stayed up and I obliged them but play, I leave that to Frannie. She's the total play monkey but she hangs out at that shoe store of hers in Whitby and sees all sorts of people and more. Me, I need to get out into the world now that the pups are doing really well.
Daddy got me heeling, doing look at me and I need practice on staying on the left side of him and oh my treats bring them on! I think I can do this. I hear I will be getting treats every night too as Daddy will be practicing 5 to 10 minutes a day and we have a scavenger hunt to complete so tonight I am back out to Petsmart to do lead training in a strange place. Then when I get used to that place, I will move on to Global and then... handling class - oh my.
I hear that also means mom will feed me less to take in consideration the treats I will be getting so I don't get fat. The conformation judges don't like fat dawgs. What the hey is THAT about. Mommy thinks that is totally unfair.
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