Dogs:1, Owners: 0

Today we had our very first dog obedience class with Toby the pug and Emma the puggle. 

oh.my.

I’m just going to sum it up this way:

1.  Emma arrived in class and immediately made her presence known in the best way she knows how.  She sang her very best song in her very whiniest voice and attempted to sniff the private parts and roll over for every (male) dog we came in contact with.  What can I say?  This girl knows what she likes.  And by that I mean boy dogs. 

2.  Toby also made his presence known….by ferociously barking at anything that moved past him.  I especially loved it when people would come up to him with the big googly eyes, talking in baby talk about the cute little black puggy who just looks so cuuuuute…only to get their fingers nearly bitten off by my snarling, angry (..but darn cute) black pug. What a tough guy. 

3.  But by far my favorite part of the night came during heel practice, when Emma decided she needed to take a giant dump in the middle of the practice arena.  And then, she tried to eat it.  There really are no words.  Also, in related news: it stunk.  And I got to clean it up. 

4.  And then there’s Toby.  We can safely say we don’t really know how he’s progressing with his training, because Toby refused to do anything.  He wouldn’t sit, he wouldn’t stay, and he definitely wouldn’t heel.  He had to join the “inner circle” of dogs and owners (let’s think of this as the doggie special education circle…) because he refused to participate in any part of class.  That’s our little man, making mom and dad proud.

But hey.  Looking on the bright side, there are only 8 more weeks to go…..(I want it written in blood that we’ll walk away from this class with some solid obedience skills from these two misfits)  

In the meantime, I leave you with this picture.  I don't think any explanation is necessary.