After breakfast and some water I get to romp around the living room. My favorite thing to do is chase James and nip at him.. Man my mommy gets upset. She has this little roll of newspaper and snaps it on her hands. Well, I back off -- Her command she's teaching me is "Enough" .. James loves to squeal and I think he just wants to play.. I'm guessing that isn't the right answer. Then I find my chew toys and will use them .. My mommy will play fetch with the keys.. I take off with them and I get into trouble. I guess I'll have to learn to give them back which I don't think is fair.
When she came back from Virginia she hung these noisy things on the door handle called sleigh bells. What the heck does she want me to do with them. Every time I plan on going out she says "Ailbe, ring the bells" .. She put some nice peanut butter on them and I attacked them. Then she makes me sit and stay to put on the leash .. She tells me up for she can open the door.. I then get another sit and stay and my mom exits the door and STARES at me and I'm thinking "What the heck are we doing mom?".. then she says "Ailbe, Let's Go" .. Then I'm off to the yard again. Then she tells me "Ailbe, Go Potty" and I pee really quick .. Then we're off on another walk and I go again in the area that I claimed as my own. We continue on for a short walk around the apt complex before returning home. When I get to my door I go in another sit/stay and can't move till my mommy gets in the house and tells me its Alright to come in. By this time I'm really tired and climb up on the couch (Oh, I have claimed it as my throne) to go too sleep. During this time my mom cleans the area up, does the morning dishes, etc.. If my sissy is off they go off somewhere for a little bit after I have an outdoor break. They're usually back in a couple hours. I'm starting to hold it in and in the past 2 1/2 wks and only had a couple accidents in the crate where my mom had to clean my bedding. She hates it when I poop in the house and I've gotten into loads of trouble because of it.
My favorite place to crash |
So, in the past week I haven't had one accident in the living room nor my crate.. yippee.. I bark if they're home to let me out to go when I'm in the crate.. Other wise I go to the door and give a little whine and mom points at the bells and just says bells .. I ring them and out we go.. I'm going longer and longer on doing outside breaks.. It's like a light bulb went off in my head and it said "Mommy is not a meany, but she loves me and I want to do the best to please her"..
One thing I'm doing pretty good at is walking on a loose leash. If I go ahead my mommy stops and turns the other way.. then I have to turnaround to be near her.. Also, one of coolest things I've learned is that when mommy stops I go into a sit/stay till she's says "walk on".. Usually I'll remember to do it automatically and other times she does this little click with her mouth and I sit immediately.
The "Key" Task -- picking up -- holding -- give them back |
My day ends with another bell ringing about an hour before my mommy goes to bed. I come back in and plop on the couch.. My mommy finishes watching her program and then she has to drag me off to bed. I go right back to sleep.. Then my day starts over again with James coming in to wake us up.
Ringing the bells means -- Time to go OUT!!! |
I love my sleigh bells because when I ring them I get to go OUT!!! |
My next adventure is my Grooming -- oh, what fun mommy is having with that..
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