Friday, 26 November 2010

Magna Cum Laude

Trevor has bought new challenges to me.  I managed to teach him the meaning of "heel."  Mr Lacey, his owner, only knew walking Trev meant a pull through the streets while by-standers watching wondered who was leading who.  Trevor has now learned to walk by my side with a combination of bribes and irritating pulls of the leash.  He's happier, more contained.  Tonight I dressed him in a padded jacket (along with more doggy biscuits and praise) because the weather has turned bitterly cold.  It's day three and all is well. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Get a cat, they'll leave you alone and won't demand a walk in the rain. Dogs have owners, cats have staff. I'm a janitor for mine.