I took the owners to school this evening. It was a strange affair, I did a lot of sitting, lying around, and nervous whimpering. The teacher lady took me away from the short one and used me as an example to show the other dogs how to sit. I did that with little effort, then, when she wanted me to run to get a treat from her, I ran back to the short one. The teacher lady tried to give me one of her nasty liver treats, but I spit it out.
Later in the class, the short one had me sit on one end of the class, then she walked to the other end. I waited patiently, then when she called me I ran back to the tall one. They seemed a little frustrated, but I knew the tall one had the treat stash, so who's the dumb one now, eh?
My last trick that I worked on with the owners was the "wait" "command". I had the tall one walk me to the door, then I had him tell me to "wait" --- as in a short "stay". He walked a few steps away, and when he called me, I took one look at him and ran the opposite way to the short one (I could still smell treat dust on her hands)
Just to show off, I did the whole "balance the treat on my nose" trick a few times (see earlier blog entry "I rock the Google Video".
All in all, I think the owners will learn to treat me with more respect and see just how majestic and great a dog I really am after this semester is over...
1 comment:
Why are your people taking you to school? I've always thought you were pretty well-behaved. You don't try to get away with the crazy stunts that I do. Even though I did not flunk out of school, I'm surprised my people haven't tried to make me repeat the class.
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