From Home School to Puppy School

What a day, I don’t know if I should be doing flips or just lay my head down and sleep.

It all started as a normal day.  I start to stretch and make my usual noise around 5 right about the time Mom gets up and puts on my most favorite play toy, the white squishy things she puts on her feet.  Then Dad opens up my door and takes me out for a quick pee in the cold and then we go back inside to sleep another hour.

Then something odd happened and I was not pleased about it.  During breakfast  (which I did not get my full share…that is another story and believe me I was not happy) Dad was cooking something that smelled AMAZING.  I was so hungry and this smell was making me crazy – I later found out it is called bacon.

I was not fine without my usual food AND the smell of this new food so I started lounging toward my Dad’s feet and biting him.  That will teach him to starve me.

After a time out, he got the blue vest thingy he always puts on before we go out the side door.  I saw him put MY food in a little bag that I am not allowed to touch.  Then the blue leash came out (I call it the controller) and we were out the door and in the car.

When we were driving he mentioned that odd word with such passion, “today is your first day at puppy kindergarten”.  What is he talking?  Hey – I’m starving, you have me strapped into the controller and taking me to some strange place.

We finally get to the new place and I see another set of parental units with two very hyper dogs that run up to me.  Darn the controller will not allow me to get away.  They were all up in my business smelling me and just being in my personal space.  This puppy kindergarten doesn’t sound fun.  I don’t know if I like other dogs.  Mom says I’m shy but I just like being at home where I’m trying to be the King.

Next thing I know I am off the controller and 10 dogs of all sizes are running around, drooling and smelling.  The only good thing about this was I was getting lots of pets and attention from the humans.  I heard them saying I’m young and cute so of course I’m a magnet…but these fellow dogs do not impress me one bit.

Then all of a sudden I saw the clicker lady.  She came up to me and asked how I was doing.  “Not well right now clicker lady…I am hungry and want some food”.  Then came the understanding what kindergarten is all about.  Dad put out the mat and I had to sit on it with the controller back on.  For the next 30 minutes it was clicks, lay downs and the dreaded stay.  The only part that was good was the snacks.  Oh the snacks…remember the bacon – I finally got to have some so maybe this was going to be okay.

After about 15 minutes of the clicking and commands I was done – I am way too smart for this. However, the best thing of my morning happened.  During playtime all the other dogs were running wild I just hung out with the people.  As dad was standing there, one of the big dogs went behind him and  peed all over his leg.  Now that is what I call a beautiful first day of school.

Later that evening mom finally came home.  I heard she had gone to something called “The Natural Foods Expo.”  Not that I care about names, but she brought home some SNACKS and most of them were for me.  Mom told me we are going to start trying some of them since they were “healthy for me’ whatever that means.

Healthy or not, I’m tired and want to get some sleep.  Hopefully tomorrow will I will get my usual breakfast and no kindergarten.

Paws,

Perry

Week of Construction…

So things have gotten interesting at my new home.  My new Mom and Dad had some leaks in their potty room and had to get them fixed.  All these new people were in my space.  There were lots of noises and interesting things to sniff and find out about.  I keep hearing all these things to DO and I’m not liking it!

It’s EXHAUSTING being me….I’ve got so many rules to remember……when and where to pee……which items are chew toys (definitely not Dad’s socks or slippers and I LOVE the red ones) and what can I possibly do to earn a treat.   Not to mention, trying to look cute all day so that Mom makes me something special to eat.

I do like how she mixes pumpkin in my kibble.  Mom says it gives me something special called vit-a-mins to help my coat which I thought was just fine but what do I know?  I’m just a puppy.

A Long Night..

After a long exhausting day it was time to go to bed.  I did not want to get off my new Dad’s lap but he made me get up and he put me in this metal thing and I was not happy.  This was not like the place I usually sleep in.  He put a warm towel in my bed along with some new toys but I was not happy, and I was going to show them my lung capacity since I thought they would be softies and put me in their bed.

Huh.  I whined and howled hoping to get out but it did not work.  My new Dad took me out of this metal thing I heard was called a crate every hour or so to go potty.  It was cold and wet outside and I did not like it but I would still go potty and then go and sit by Dad.  He would then pick me up and take me to the warm place and put me in the crate.  I whined most of the night and wondered why my new parents looked so tired the next day.  I’m not sure what’s going to happen next maybe I could get used to this new place.  The jury is still out…

Going Home…

My new parents units came to pick me up a week early since my dog Mom was biting me and I was being evicted from the playpen.  I was only 7 weeks old and the car ride home was REALLY scary.

I was in my new Mom’s arms being held tight and I could not see out the window.  After what seemed like forever, I feel asleep.  Then all of a sudden I woke up and knew I needed to pee.  I started to whimper and got excited because because we had stopped.  Then this new being with facial hair I think is my new Dad got frustrated and said something like dang traffic.  Hmn?

Finally we pulled into what my new parents said was home.  I could care less since I needed to pee bad.  My Dad took me in his arms and ran to this lush, green area.  As I was doing my business he said, “go potty, go potty.”  Like I really need a verbal cue.  When you gotta go, you just go.  After that, I went and sat by his leg.  He seemed to think that was cute.  Little does he know my cuteness will be short-lived.  Did I mention this cool yard has so many fun places to explore?

Gosh, I need a nap.  I do miss my brothers and sisters but I am loving this new place and sniffing all the new smells.

It’s been a long day and little do my new parents know but it will be an even LONGER night….

Meeting my New Parents

I was so tired and just wanted to sleep with my brothers in this thing they call a playpen.  Then along comes two odd looking people.  Great.  Another person who wants to touch me and wake me up.

The man has something cool on his face I wanted to chew on and the lady with long curly hair seemed nice.  However, she put me on my back and I heard her saying something about it will be a good dog if he stays on his back.

Little did I know they were trying to see how controlling I would be since I overheard they wanted a “mellow” dog – ha, ha – they don’t know what I pistol I am but they would soon find out.  I sure have them fooled.

They had a few more weeks of reprieve before picking me up and I just wanted to get some zzzz’s…