Today’s post is a three-parter. Last night I wrote the first section. At 4:30 this afternoon, I typed up the final part. And the photos in the middle? Those I took over the course of the day, the exceedingly long day.
Part I – The Plan
Sophia insists on sending Prometheus to obedience school. Naturally I beg to differ. As I replied: “Why spend good money paying some self-proclaimed dog guru, when I can train the mutt perfectly well on my own?”
She didn’t say anything in response; the disdainful rolling of her eyes told me all I needed to know.
My training plan is a simple one. In my thinking, constant supervision and excessive rules might smother the critter’s personality. That’s not what I’m shooting for. As I told Prometheus himself an hour ago (while looking him determinedly in the eye for emphasis): “I expect you to pull your own weight in this training exercise; you tell me when you need to go potty and I’ll take you out.”
I also showed him a variety of objects I don’t want him chewing on, telling him “no” as I mimed each example of objectionable conduct. I realize he doesn’t understand English, yet; but I’m pretty sure he got the picture. Without sounding too immodest, I fully expect smooth sailing on the obedience seas.
Part II – Rough Waters
Okay, I’ll admit it; today didn’t run exactly as planned. They say a picture’s worth a thousand words. Well these photos certainly speak for themselves.
My Gym Sock
Lisa’s Wedding Invitation
The Door Frame
The Dog Gate
Part III – The Upshot
While Prometheus enjoys his fifth time-out of the day, in his crate, I can take a moment to assemble my to-do list for tomorrow. A moment is all I need … for a list which features only three items:
1) locate obedience school;
2) purchase new sneakers;
3) hire carpenter.