First, they packed up nearly all of my belongings: crate, bed, food, toys, treats, food dish, fancy papers, vet phone number more food, etc. For a quick second, I thought maybe I was moving out!
Next, they created a list of the words and what they think they mean. Boy are they confused. I picked a few of my favorite examples.
What They Say / What I Hear
NO. / You can never have fun.
Sit. / Put your butt on the ground and you'll get food.
Leave it! / Don't eat that!
Come / I'm lonely, Clete. Come play with me!
Be right back! / Enjoy the couch.
Go Potty! / Explore the yard.
She spent a lot of time working in her garden when I was visiting, and I helped, too! She had a lot of water puddles everywhere in her yard and I ran through them over and over to get the water mixed in real good with the dirt around it.
She even made me get up really early to go out and play more fetch the next day, but I put my paw down. No fetch before 6:00 a.m., maam. (Sometimes you have to show tough love.)
Later on, I indulged her love of fetch for a few more hours and continued mixing up the garden until Stacy and Ryann came to get me. They seemed really happy to see me. But not happy enough to let me sit in the front seat of the car, apparantly. Honestly, what's a dog have to do to get some love?
I really enjoyed me weekend at Rosie's. Hopefully I'll get a chance to go visit again sometime. Her big backyard needs a dog like me to tend to it properly!
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