[Juliet does some hind leg awareness training, while her Mother withholds treats to show the world that the little Princess gets incredibly frustrated with her mumsy when her mumsy is slow/not paying attention/being mean and not giving treats/waiting for a different behaviour to click.]
COME ON. Give me the treat already! ARrrgghhrrawwrrawrr
Cavaletti!
Yes I know what Mother said, but what the heck is that?
I don’t really know. I just saw her take out some poles and make a ladder thingy.
Huh. Oh well, another one of Mother’s nutty training exercises!
Mumsy likes to bring home play friends for us now and then. They don’t stay for very long, but during the few months they stay with us, we get to play with them!
Yea first it was Shirah, the sheltie rescued from a puppymill.
Then Einstein! He’s like totally my fave. He’s kinda cute too. We used to play chase and wrestle alot! Mumsy says he’s big and handsome now. Wonder if he remembers me. Hmmm….
*rolls eyes* And now we have Lemon Daisy. Or Lemon, for short.
Late last year, Mother entered me into my first jumpers trial. We’ve been training for some time and she thought we could give it a go. We didn’t qualify because Mother said I couldn’t keep it in my pants. I don’t get it. Why CAN’T I pee in the tunnel?
Here’s a video of my brother’s big booboo!
Hey! That’s not supposed to be made public!
Mumsy finally got her new laptop which I’m now hogging! I’ve been wanting to put these pictures up like forever!
What pictures?
The ones of me wearing fairy wings! *prances around*
Oh those. Mother and Father’s wedding you mean. Where they put me in this snazzy tux. The chicks dig it.
Uh huh. Whatever. My wings were pretty and purple and glittery! And remember how we got to wear their rings on ribbons around our necks? Total bling! Loves it!
Mother said she was afraid you’d eat it.
No that was you. Not me.
Oh.
