I guess I am not a good dog because I feel like they are unhappy around here because I am peeing in the house. I pee outside and inside, So what?
I did it again! Went in that car. So I vomited on myself. Maybe she will take the hint.
No, she didn't take the hint. Now I have to sit in the crate in the car for no reason. I just sit there. She sprays something that smells like flowers and gives me a treat. I just sit there.
I went to my first puppy class. What a mistake I think they made. I need a smarter class because I have a higher IQ than those losers that are my classmates. The teacher talked and talked and talked. I peed on the floor. There is a monster dog in my class. He could not be a puppy, but he is a loser just like the others. The old lady called me a snob.
I have to go back to class again. We had homework. Oh, it was SOOOO hard. Not! Sit - Please - I could do that when I was a small puppy.
I walk my dad to the mailbox on the weekends, and in the mornings when it's still dark out. He told the old lady he thought it was cute when I held the leash in my mouth. She said I could not do that anymore because she wants me to learn the proper way to walk on a leash. I can see we're going to have a problem here. First, I'm not sure the old man knows where I want to go, so I have to lead him. Also, I am so cute that the guys in the house let me do lots of fun things - the old lady, not so much.