Rumor has it that our obedience trainer has been after my human to get us back in the competition ring again. She's a patient woman. So we have a lesson booked for later this month. I'll have to go back to my training manuals and look over my notes to see what I have to do. One thing I know for sure, training sessions equal treats. LOTS of treats. And the key is to look puzzled, so the humans break the training exercise down into little steps. Little steps equal more treats. I totally have this game figured out. Those humans THINK they are training us...but of course, it's really the other way around.
Now excuse me while I go and find a frame for my certificate. And I start brushing up on my obedience skills. I know - I know. It's actually quite an oxymoron - me and and the word obedience in the same sentence. But miracles DO happen.
Have a good one.
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