I went for a jaunt over to the park for some ball catching.
At 2pm, I attended puppy school with my human pack leader, one of the lil' ones and her friend.
There we practiced loose leash walking, come and sit. and leave it.
I was all pumped up for play time... until Buddy. Yes, the one I got into a scruffle with at the first class started barking off. Although he physically looked a few inches wide, surely not any.
I had enough of his pouncing around. so I started barking back at him. Ruff Ruff!
I take it the trainer didn't appreciate it as I heard her mention that there would be no play time!
The guy needs some serious puddle power!
Moreover, I had my first bath and my nails cut :P
It's quite an embarrassing affair to be groomed over. Id rather roll in cat poo (oh, what a wonderful experience).
