Well now, let me think. Ah yes, when we spoke before I loved my foot ball. Well I still do - except I am on my second football. My first one went flat a couple weeks ago. Mum says kicking the football to me, loses inches on her waistline. To be honest those kicks are pretty awful. One minute she kicks it and I run and catch - yes I am clever I can catch the football before it hits the ground. Then she kicks it the other way, and another time it just goes about six feet from her, or rolls across the ground! Hopeless it is.
I haven't really grown up that much since I was last on here, but I have grown wiser. You see I go to dog training every week, I am only in the Bronze class, and many weeks later I am still in the Bronze class. I just don't get it! My Dad says I got there to learn good behaviour, You don't go there to play with my friends!
A few weeks ago there was an Obedience Competition. My Dad says I wasn't ready to enter, but my Mum put my name down for five things. She knew I would not be able to do them all, as I am too fidgety. I almost got full marks for the 30 second stay, but hey someone sneezed and I had to see who it was so I got up - at 28 seconds...I lost marks, of course.
Several of my mates were doing the three minute stay where all the owners had to leave the room. It was amazing, I could not take my eyes of them, still as still could be watching and waiting. I was sitting at the side of the hall with my Mum and Dad, and I kept looking at them and asking what are they doing that for?
Well it was a good night and I did win a purple rosette and a bag of biccies. I was told by the judge I wasn't last.
I do have some rough edges to rub off with regards to my training. I will keep pulling on the lead and I don't pay attention all the time. I am the worse in my class for that, and I still don't learn.
Right, that's enough for today - here is some more pictures of me.....aren't I just sooooo good looking???
