DAY 3: THIS IS ODD

My PL came home. She fed the cats.
Like, she fed the CATS! Not me!
Then she put me in the car. That could mean a trip. Or a vet.

 Panic over, it is OK! It was a trip! GREAT!!

There were so many interesting smells on the meadow.
And mice. There were MICE!

Then my PL called me and I went to have a look how she is.
And I got a buiscuit.

Then I sniffed some more and then went to look how my PL is again.
And I got ANOTHER BUISCUIT!

Then we met a dog. I did not like her a bit. I wanted to bite her but her PL dragged her away. I expected a buiscuit for being brave but got nothing. Weird. So I went to chase mice again.

I am told I am not a good dog yet.
But I am working on it.

DAY 2: WEIRD WALKIES

Well, that was weird walkies today!

It started great, as soon as my pack leader came home, we went for a trip. I totally forgot I was hungry. I would have loved to run like crazy but my PL (pack leader) was slowing me down. Boooring.

And then it started.

I am pulling like crazy, so that I can tell off that insolent dog behind the fence...and my leash stops me. I jump and pull a few times. Nothing. I bark. Nothing. Few more jumps. Absolutely nada. So I stand there and stare for a while.
Nothing more to do. Ah, well, let´s return to my PL, that´s about the only direction which is left.

"Hey, PL, why are we not walking further?"

And you know what?! I got a pat on a head and a BUISCUIT!!! No clue what is happenning but it is GREAT!

So I am zooming away and suddenly...stop. Leash stack again. Boooring. I stand, I stare, I try to pull, I stand some more, I stare some more. I return to my PL. And behold! Another BUISCUIT! This is COOL!!

True, the PL was murmuring something about me being a silly dog, that I did not work out the system long ago, but there is so much smells and annoying dogs and interesting people and cars...and everything. One cannot concentrate all the time.

We were almost back home when it dawned on me.
It is just a theory, I am not sure yet but I have this funny feeling that maybe, just maybe, when my PL stops and I return to her, I get a buiscuit. It sounds crazy, I know, but still...I must test it on the next walk!

I am going to lie down on the windowsill and think about it.

Yours Jenny.

DAY 1: GREAT TRIP

Hello!

I am Jenny.

Welcome to my blog.

 

I will be a good dog.

Once.

Maybe.

 

And I will tell you all about it.

(Pardon my lack of proper English but what do you expect - I am a dog!)

 

Today we went for a great trip with my pack leader (PL)!

She loaded me into the car. Great!
We walked around a huge meadow with much interesting odours to sniff. Great!
Two dogs tried to mate with me. Great!
My pack leader did not let them. Great!

She talked all the time with this bloke about how I am going to become a good dog. Grrr....eate??
He said I need a positive motivation. Greeeaate!
Although I did not like the part about getting food only during walkies that much.

Then we went home. Great!

I GOT NO DINNER!
And cats got theirs.

My life lost its meaning.
WHERE-IS-MY-DINNER?!?!!!