Hey, I’m sorry everybody. I have to interrupt telling you about my younger life to bring you an update in real time. Did I mention that I tore my ACL back in January? Yep, unfortunately I did. Thankfully it’s only…
Category: Journey
My New Hobby
Ash died in June when the days were long and the nights were short. That summer me and Mom got up early each morning to enjoy the sunrise. She drank coffee as I wolfed down my breakfast. Then we were…
Alone
Me and Mom didn’t sleep much the night Ash died. We kept vigil listening for the rattle of his tags or his big Woof! We didn’t talk. There was nothing that words could help. When Ash died in June the…
His Last Words
I had two wonderful years with Ash. He raised me from a little squirt and was so proud when I graduated from my last training class. We celebrated by playing a game of bump and run and had a cup…
Remembering Ash
Ash was my hero and role model. Whatever he did I copied. It was a sign of respect and it’s also how we dogs learn from each other. When you’re a pup you need a good example to look up…
Follow Your Nose
It was the summer of my second year when I finally quit going to classes. I did still go to the play groups once a week but that was more for Mom than me. She really liked the other moms…
One Last Try
The next time there was an opening in the therapy dog training class Mom signed me up. She didn’t ask me if I wanted to go, she just told me we were going to do it. I knew it was…
Training and More Training
By the time I had completed basic and advanced training, loose leash walking, long distance recall, and playground manners we moved on to other activities. You won’t believe this but Mom signed us up for a class on how to…
A Mediocre Student
Notwithstanding my first day at puppy class, I went on to graduate with honors and was named the most improved dog in the class. Duh! Did anyone start out with a greater deficit? I excelled in the puppy socialization class…
My First Training Class
Look at that face. That’s me. Don’t I just look sweet and perhaps mild mannered? Ha! Looks can be deceiving. I was born with the adventure gene, headstrong and always seeking to do what pleased me at the moment. Mind…