The other day, was a gorgeous day, and it
was clear my human was going somewhere.
Imagine my delight when she opened the car door – and I was able to fly
in. Hurray! We’re going for a CAR RIDE. But WAIT – I’m alone with my human – and
Frodo and Paxton are not coming with us.
Uh oh. It must mean…a trip…to the
VET. I mean I rarely go somewhere
without the bros…unless it’s the VET.
But no – it was Sunday and we weren’t
headed for the Vet’s office. Hmmmmm...
After 2 days - in dog time (which is more
like 30 minutes in human time) we arrived at our destination. A well-known tourist site in Nova Scotia
called Peggy’s Cove. It’s a small
fishing village with a pretty lighthouse.
And we were NOT alone.
The rocky shores were COVERED with
tourists. From EVERYWHERE. The parking lot was full of cars and
buses. It seems my human had agreed to
write an article about visiting Nova Scotia– and she thought it would be great
if I would be in the photos. That was
HER idea.
Remember my post about digital
PONtography? Well, it’s bad enough if my
human is begging us for a good photo when we are in the confines of our own
property – but imagine the challenge of doing so in a very busy public place. Top that off with gale force winds.
For the first attempt at the photos, my
human asked me to sit and stay on the rocks – with a view of the sea in the
distance. She then proceeded to call my
name. “Viktor. Viktor.
VIKTOR. VIIIIIIIKTOR. Here. Look.
Treats. Viktor. Sssssssssss. Bzzzzzz.
Squeak.” She tried EVERYTHING
possible to make me look at her – short of jumping up and down. She even waved tasty, smelly treats under my
nose. But nope. I was practicing picnore (v. the action of turning away and ignoring your
human when he/she is trying to take your picture) . My human’s begging went on for what seemed
like a day (in dog time) and at one point my human (who was SO absorbed in
trying to get the photo) looked up to see a line of tourists watching the two
of us. She smiled and thought we should
move to another location.
In each location, I continued to practice
picnore. I would look to the right. And then to the left. I looked up.
I looked down. And everywhere we
went, someone stopped to see what we were doing. They all thought I was cute. And they all wanted to know what kind of dog I
was. My human muttered “stubborn” under
her breath – and then went on to tell them about PONs. They loved me. Go figure.
In the end, I DID give in and give her a
FEW shots – although I wasn’t pleased with the results because the wind made a
MESS of my hair. After about 4 days, we
ambled back to the car and once in, I
happily stared and stared at my human. Thanks for a fun afternoon – and for
providing those tourists with some great entertainment. Don’t I just love training humans?!
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2014 Linda Wozniak
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