George The Lad

Well I had my final meeting at the puppy club last night, what a laugh that was, the first test was mom to tap her foot and I would go down, well all week we have been doing this at home but mom always put a treat under her foot first and the only way I could have it was to go down then I hear the pass word YES! I get the treat.

They must think I'm a bit thick being a pup showing me the treat and then not dropping it, and thinking I would go down just by tapping the foot, blow that.

Then from behind came the trainer "can I have George" she gave me the evil eye so ok I thought a sit was good enought O no she won't having it,ended up her putting a foot on my lead had no choice in the end, got the treat YES.

When you get to know me I am a bit of a Jack the Lad, but I say George the Lad, and lived up to it in the second half, I say what's the point in doing things if you don't get a buzz from it lol.

Let him off the lead I hear her say, mom chucked a treat I was quite happy to get it, then me mind wandered hey gang come and play they were all dead boring and just sat there I was the only one off the lead yahoo a run around.

I could hear someone shouting in the back ground "bugger it I need a run" O dear my collar go'es tight and a word I hate NO NO NO that's it I have a short temper at the best of times and it just got shorter, before I new what I was doing I had a nip blimy it's the trainer she's not happy, pointing out that I am strong willed and need a stronger hand, cheeky madam, I'm no lap dog and wanted to show me mates how to have fun.

When I go for a walk with Mom or Dad I don't get all this doing on, my mind do'es wander and they have me on one of those long thingy's and I feel safe.

At the end of the hour we were given a piece of paper, fat lot of good that is, what about a treat