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. 

Pedigree Chums

I started writing this blog to poke fun at people who take their pets too seriously.  Before Rojo came onto the scene (and I've never mentioned this before until now) I owned a Betta fish and named him Matthew, which bought great amusement to me.  Poor Matthew never made the blog but provided me with ample comic relief.  Needless to say he kicked the bucket along with all the rest of my Siamese Fighting fish.  They were great, truly great and I owe a lot to them.  But today the joke's on me because now I'm seriously involved with a new companion and friend.

Meet Trevor...