Friday, September 15, 2006
I've been sick, I even went into my crate by myself and slept. Mom got so worried she took me to the vet. I wish I had a vote in that, and my vote would be "No"! He poked me in the behind, WHOA there Mr. Vet Man, warn me when you're gonna do that!, gave me a shot, yeah I can scream, and took some x-rays.....and after all that he thinks it's because I'm teething, oh, and maybe I ate something I wasn't supposed to. There are things I"m not supposed to eat? Really?! I had no idea.
After the shot I felt better, and back at home I found a great use for my crate, if I get up on it I can see outside. There is so much to see and bark about out there, people walking, cars driving by, dogs, cats, squirrels, trees, grass, man, I can just sit up here and bark all day. Then I got told to "Be Quiet!", then I was told something about "You're not the alpha dog, blah, blah, blah." I think Mom's been reading some dumb book again about training me, pack status, and all that other cr*&. Right, keep on reading, I'm sure that will do it.
Speaking of training, I went to my first puppy class, and guess what?! I was the most well-behaved guy there. No, truly! I can already walk on a leash without pulling (most days), I know my name, and when you tell me to sit, I sit (well, most times). There were eight other dogs, barking, pulling, jumping, and I just sat and listened to the instructor talk, on and on and on. The instructor kept using me as a good example, Look at him sit, look at him walk, Look at him turn when you say his name. I really didn't care, but Mom kept saying, "Good Dog Murphey, extra treats tonight." I think her head might have gotten a little big, so next week I might have to pop it, well see. We didn't get much time to play, that kind of bummed me out. There were two little Malti-poos that I wanted to play with, but their owners kept saying, "Oh no, he might hurt them." Hurt them, I just wanted to sniff them a little and then bat at them with my paws, I would never hurt them, they were just so darn cute. I tried to set up a date, but no chance, we terrmutts (my designer name for a terrier mutt mix dog) aren't quite cool enough for the small Malti-Poo members of my class. But that lab, man, he and I could really have some fun.
Saturday I get to go to the dog park, I can't wait, hope I'm still feeling better. Hey, thanks to everyone for checking in, I've been cruising your sites, wish I could visit in person!