A couple things about my experience in lockdown.
I found out that I have a vocation as a weight loss coach. My roomie, the weimeraner was in for training and weight loss. I ran him ragged. They estimated that I made him lose at least two lbs.
N.mom asked if she could be boarded for the same reasons and they said it doesn't work with humans.
I ran out of food while in the hoosegow, which left the moms with a dilemna. Do they buy another bag of Pinnacle trout and sweet potato and to have me reject it because it reminded me of the slammer or do they try something new?
They tried something new - chicken and oatmeal.
I rejected it.
I am ignoring the shorter one. She instigated the whole thing. I did pee on her shoes at the end of the Furry 5K, so maybe that was an omen.
The T.H mom is leaving for Oklahoma tomorrow. She better bring me back a steak. Is that anywhere near you Wally?
I'm still on for Larry King tomorrow. N.mom saw him last year shopping at Bendels, she says he looks like a skeleton.
I am very tired, I am glad to be back in my own domain, but still wary of both of them.
N.mom signed me up for a refresher in basic obedience. I think she needs it more than me.