Friday, February 25, 2011
Night Out for Diesel
So how was my night before this terrible event. Great and let me tell you a little bit about it.
Did I mention that I'm a chic magnet? We pulled up next to this car full of girls and they all looked at me and started smiling; I started wagging all over. They all laughed and I wagged even more. I think I like girls:) This happened not only once - but twice.
To tell you the truth, I think I love life. I have a ton of energy and am a very busy boy who likes to go, go, go! I love toys with squeakers in them. If you want to toss them, I will retrieve them and wait patiently for the next toss. If you don't want to play that game, I will take them and throw them around myself. Like I said - very busy.
Well to tell you the truth, going to bed was not that bad at all. They put the dog bed right next to their bed and shut the door (the Littlefields don't own a crate). I spent the first five minutes trying to bury the treat they had given me, but finally settled down when it fell underneath the dog bed. Once it was buried, I was ready for a long snooze.
Just so you know after the big incident, I did settle down quite a bit. If you are interested in a training a very busy dog who loves to give kisses (oops, I forgot to mention this part about me. Yes, will give you a nice big kiss right on the ear.), you can find me at the Bangor Humane Society.