Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Why yes, I do own the place!

Mom takes me to puppy day camp every other week while the cleaning ladies hide my toys clean the house. She says that after her foot surgeon gives her the go-ahead (probably not until July) we’ll go hiking or something, but until then I get to spend a few hours with other puppies.



Mom’s noticed something about me. After I’ve been somewhere a few times, I act like I own the place. This means that if I don’t like or know someone ‘in my place’ they hear about it. In my head, it goes something like this:


Me (Einstein P. Williams): Did I invite you here?
Stranger: No
Me (Einstein P. Williams): BARK BARK BARK!!!!!



Me (Einstein P. Williams): Are you looking at me without my permission?
Stranger: Yes, because you’re the most awesome looking dog I’ve ever seen.
Me (Einstein P. Williams): BARK BARK BARK!!!!!



Here’s your warning. If you’re in PetsMart and see the most handsome puggle in Washington State, do not look at me and for heaven’s sake- stay out of my aisle!



I caught mom watching me in the window while I was following the nice girl around the room. She noticed that I wasn’t playing with the other puppies. Instead, I followed the nice girl wherever she went. If she cleaned the windows, I was there to inspect her work. When she mopped the floor, I made sure I could see my reflection. I have to tell you that following cute girls around all day is exhausting. I can’t imagine what it would be like if I actually played with another dog.



Mom asked one of the nice girls that works at puppy camp about why I wasn’t playing- because I ALWAYS play at the puppy park. She said that it takes some time for puppies to warm up to the idea of playing with other puppies without the watchful eye of their mom or dad. Until then, I’ll just help the cute girl clean MY place. She’s doing a great job. I think I’ll give her a raise.