Oooooh Yeeeeaaaaah! We're supposed to get some rain tonight into tomorrow which is splendid because my big ol' pile of dirt is still here!!!
Mom has decided that I need to go for basic obedience... AGAIN. I've already been to two basic classes with two trainers and I think I did pretty awesome at both. I guess mom disagrees.
The other trainers were all about treat rewards. OMG, so am I! But mom complains that unless she has a pocket full of hot dogs I won't obey. Well, why should I? HELLO!!! No hot dogs!!!
Mother (I refuse to call her the affectionate "mom" at this juncture) says I need to become a gambler rather than a glutton and she needs to become a slot machine, not a vending machine. First, she's crazy. Second, what the hell has that trainer been instilling in her heretofore generous psyche???
The plan (mother's plan) is to begin basic obedience on Thursday evenings with Jerry. Eva like's Jerry; she told me so. But she says mom expects a lot when we are with Jerry.
*Pant pant pant* this is stressful already. I hope I
Friends; the most glorious thing has happened!!! Some dude in a giant truck just dropped off a ginormous pile of dirt!
I hardly know what to do first. I think I want to climb to the top and then slide down on my side. Then maybe I can dig a tunnel through the middle. I also need to scratch through and find any bugs or interesting debris to eat. Then, when I have finally gotten the pile crushed down and disbursed a little, I think I will roll in it.
I just had the most amazing thought. What if it rains! Oh, I will have the most magnificent mud puddle EVER!
I'm going to be so dirty! This is great!!!
My name is Orrin. I'm a big, white husky mix dog. I like you. I know we just met, but seriously, I like you already.