The Rules
21/11/09 20:43 Filed in: Pawsonal
We're back at it again. Mom and Dad have decided I'm
not following the rules so we're back to the
training. "Stop, Marlee", "Sit, Marlee", "Stay,
Marlee", "Heel, Marlee". Enough to drive a dog crazy.
It's not that it really bothers me. I guess I can play the game with them since they do so many awfully nice things for me (like provide the food, the water, the wonderful orange balls that bounce and float and roll, roll, roll and taste so good). It's especially nice because almost every command brings with it something tasty.
But, look, let's get real here. I'm perfectly happy and content to "Stop" and "Sit" and "Stay" and "Heel" most of the time but, when I'm in the middle of tracing a yummy scent, then all rules go out the window. It's me and the scent. Nothing else. Don't tell me to "Stop"; don't ask me to "Sit". That smell takes precedence.
I think they're figuring it out. They're learning not to try anything when I've got my nose to the ground. If only I could get them to understand that, when a girl's got an itch, a girl's gotta scratch!
It's not that it really bothers me. I guess I can play the game with them since they do so many awfully nice things for me (like provide the food, the water, the wonderful orange balls that bounce and float and roll, roll, roll and taste so good). It's especially nice because almost every command brings with it something tasty.
But, look, let's get real here. I'm perfectly happy and content to "Stop" and "Sit" and "Stay" and "Heel" most of the time but, when I'm in the middle of tracing a yummy scent, then all rules go out the window. It's me and the scent. Nothing else. Don't tell me to "Stop"; don't ask me to "Sit". That smell takes precedence.
I think they're figuring it out. They're learning not to try anything when I've got my nose to the ground. If only I could get them to understand that, when a girl's got an itch, a girl's gotta scratch!