All Grown Up
Seems like only three months ago that Barry first blessed our world … hey, come to think of it … and look at him now: a graduate of puppy education class.
Last night was the big one. Admittedly, he didn’t do so well on the final. He’s not a strong test-taker. Just like me. But in private moments Barry sits, stays, rolls over, and cleans the inside of my ear with his tongue. Which was enough to allow him to don (OK, eat) the mortarboard and show the world he was ready for, well, I am not sure what (certified ankle biting perhaps).
But we were proud, to say the least, and he was, too. That was obvious in the way, after we got home, that he picked out a fresh hunk of plastic to gnaw on.
This post was added on Sunday, April 20, 2008 by Tom Swift at 10:24 and is filed under Dog Days.
"Any idiot can face a crisis. It's day to day living that wears you out." -Anton Chekhov
cycledork (Apr.21 08 at 18:33)
Congrats to Barry. Finals are ultimately binary so don’t worry about how he did. Besides that’s just more anxiety for all of you. Learn to effectively bribe him with food and he’ll be able to levitate a mortarboard.
Barry (Apr.22 08 at 08:17)
Thank you, cycledork. You speak the truth. If you give me enough peanut butter I’ll learn how to ride your bike.