Well, Mom thought I should check in again. She says she’s been busy with teaching and training (I think she means me). She said to tell you she’s working on a project she’s going to show you guys in a few days, but meanwhile, I could show you some of the swap blocks she’s done lately. Like this cool one, a wonky bento box.
Some asterisk blocks:
And a spinning web:
Mom said I could also let you know what I’ve been up to. She said I don’t have to tell you about the new hole in the carpet in front of the patio door if I don’t want to, so I’m not going to. (Though I heard her tell Dad it was a good thing they were already planning on replacing the upstairs carpet).
This is me with the way cool big stick that blew down in my backyard. I really, really like sticks.
Puppy class was just as fun as Mom said it would be. I got to play with lots of other puppies. I liked it best when we got to run around with each other.
But I learned lots of cool things, too. I learned to always come when Mom calls (well, almost always). I learned to sit, and down, and stay. See my pretty sit?
And here I am in a down stay.
Mom says I am the best dog she’s ever had in obedience. She says I’m really smart and really focused. She says I was the absolute star of the puppy class.
Well, that is what she said, anyway. I’m not so sure she’s convinced anymore. I graduated from puppy class and last night went to my very first beginning obedience class. I didn’t really get it. I couldn’t play with any other dogs. Mom kept saying “heel” but, honestly, I didn’t have a clue what she wanted me to do, so while we were walking around, I just thought I’d say hi to the other dogs in class. Mom didn’t think that was such a good idea.
When we got back home, she told Dad that I didn’t go to dog class with her, that it was my evil twin instead. I didn’t know I had an evil twin. Should I worry?