My peeps plan to enroll me in some sort of behavioral training class. I don't know why. I'm a perfect angel!
Until then, we had a working session at the park tonight. I got school'd in walking on a leash. How? By the most dog-awful contraption man has ever invented: the gentle leader. It was horrible!! I couldn't jump! I couldn't sniff! I couldn't run! I couldn't pull momma's arm outta her socket! Where's the fun in THIS?!
And the darn thing wouldn't come off. Believe me, I tried. Paw'd at it. Roll'd around on the ground with it. Rub'd it up against any pair of legs I could find. Gah!!
I'm gonna find that halter and bite it in two. *gnarrrr*