A box full of liver
Mother says I’ve improved by leaps and bounds. She says she’s thankful for not having to run a marathon and work up a sweat even before we go for our walks. Ok, so I was a bit of a pain in the ass previously, making Mother chase me to put the collar and leash on. I don’t like it! But she’s now come up with some method that includes a yummy beef liver treat at the end! She would loosen the collar until it’s a giant O then dangle the O by the leash in front of my face. Then she held the yumyum on the other side of the O. Of course, my mouth is watering already and I’d do just about anything for that little morsel of deliciousness so I put my head through the O and Mother would tighten it up and say I’m a good but greedy boy.
Also, Mother’s getting very slow in preparing to go for our walks, so now I sit by the door once the collar and leash is on and wait for her. Sort of pressuring her to move a little bit faster. I love walks! She gets very happy when she sees me waiting and then prolongs my agony by praising and fussing over me for sitting quietly by the door. Like hurry up woman!
Mother really needs to pushed sometimes. To get her to pack up her room, I destroyed the cardboard box holding her files that has been sitting in the corner for a year! The files fell all over the place and she had no choice but to tidy up that area. Hah! What a good son I am. I wonder what I should get her to clean up next.

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