Some of you might recall way back in December when I had to go to the vet for a certain surgery where they removed some sensitive parts of my anatomy and I went from being a male dog to being a neutered dog. For the most part, I can’t say I really notice much of a difference but there are times when I flash back to those days during my puppy-dom when I had more back there than currently exists. Well, last night was one of those days and I decided to take revenge…on David. See, since we’ve started obedience classes, in the mornings and in the evenings, outside and in the house, we’ll practice exercises that we’ve learned in class. Last night in the living room David was practicing recalls with me. Basically I sit and he tells me to stay, walks away then says “come” and I come running. The way it’s supposed to work is that once I get to him I should sit and wait for my next command. Last night however, I sat, I stayed, I went to him when called but instead of sitting…POW I jumped and knocked him right in the you know where. Take that sucker!
I felt a little bad afterward so I went and tried to give him a hug.
Actually, I think I was trying to hump his arm. What?! Even neutered dogs do it once in a while, sheesh!