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She took me out in front where she had very nicely laid a trail of cheese bread for me. This is supposed to be straight -- does that look straight to you?!
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I marched over and picked up the start article, just to show her that I know what I am doing. I then proceeded to follow the cheese bread with no help whatsoever – my mom just stood back, took pictures and was amazed.
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I spotted the glove – Zoey has already told me that the glove is the whole point and that it is always stuffed with good stuff so I raced over and grabbed it.
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Mom was all excited but I just wanted the food, and then I went back and found all the cheese bread I had missed in my haste to get to the glove. Just for good measures, I did the track a third time.
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Mom called me but I had to really think about whether I wanted to leave my track or not. In the end, I decided not ruin my training – I have taught mom to give me a treat when I come -- and so I left my fun new track and went for the treat.
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I suspect we will be playing this new game more often now and that is fine with me -- I am always happy to train my mom. Love, Sydney
The morning view from the deck...
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Good thing our dogs are so patient with us, eh?
ReplyDeleteGive them all a smooch for me for being such good dogs!
Susan
and Djinn