Mum treated me to a bone from the pet shop this evening. I've loved it but she's really moaning that it smells so much. I thought she would be happy that it kept me quiet for so long. No pleasing some folk.
My six month deadline will be up soon and I've mastered most of the dreaded list. Who would have believed it? Wicked puppy turns good!
Get this...................Mum told me to sit and stay this evening. I can do that but looking at a biscuit six feet away was a little hard. I never moved until told. She was so amazed that we did it again. Two biscuits for me and hopefully, we will play that game tomorrow!
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