Sorry it has been a while since I have posted what's up in my little world. Mommy has been so busy she was not available to proof read (and she loves doing that). Something about a vampire movie that kept her out til 3am on Thursday night when she should have been home cuddling with me.
Anyway-sweet mommy blew the whistle on me. The big guy (Mark, who else?) showed up last Tuesday night to continue the torture. Since daddy had been travel all the week prior, mommy acted like she was boss-telling Mark all about my progress. I take that back-my lack of progress. Something about we are half way through the lessons and I have no puppy clue what 'place' means. Jokes on her......No one seems to get that I am the Doggie Boss.
Just to prove her wrong, I went to 'place' (which btw-all it is is my doggie bed-real tough) not only when they pulled me there in the leash but just to make mommy freak, I did it without my leash. I know what's up. You have to get up pretty early in the AM to trick me....and we all know mommy hates early mornings.
Daddy really wanted to raise the anty, so we headed out to the cul de sac. HELLO people-it's dark, it's cold, and and time for primetime TV. However, since mom has been so beat I am rarely getting my walks (clearly she has her priorities messed up) so I played along.
Well Mark had some plans for me. Jerking my little neck all over the puppy place. Apparently redirecting me is funny to him. Mom just kept clapping. Something about maybe I am not 'unteachable'. I am so over her and the foolish enthusiasm over NOTHING. Then Daddy took over and it was beyond ridiculous. Who wants to take a walk in the cul de sac, and keep changing directions? You don't get anywhere and lord knows we all look like fools.
It's been a long week and we are at Grandma Kathy's and she just won't stop cooking. Smells great, but I did make the 6 hour trip so I could be held for 5 days.....attention please. Talk about annoying-I had to sit on Mommy's lap the whole ride and she is BORING. All she wanted to do was sleep bc of the stupid vampire movie-no fun for me. Boy was I glad to get out of the car and run around the house. The only bad thing is that since Mommy and Daddy are on vacation, everything is a ' training opportunity'.....you can imagine how exhausting it is. Place, sit, stay, down. You sit down Daddy; you lay down Mommy. I will let you know when "you're through". How you like that????
Happy smelling (it is Thanksgiving after all)-
Ben the Dog
Just in case you were confused-mommy edited my cuss words with 'puppy'... so when you see puppy, just know I had another word there first. Use your imagination.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Ben's world gets rocked Episode 3
I am so mad at Mommy.
I tried to go to work with her on Tuesday and sat in her car while she packed it up. She kept saying "Ben, come" but I only do that trick when we play hide and seek. DUH. Mommy made me get out of the car-I know the Bank is not that fun but who doesn't love my company?
It was dark and stormy last night and Mommy was late coming home. Now I know why-she and Claire had Panera take out. Anyone care that I am home scared of the rain??? Guess not. Daddy is away so I am getting no love.
Fast forward to later on Tuesday night.....Doorbell rings-I would rather be alone than have discovered MARK at the door. It's enough to make me stop eating my kibble.
Mark was not here 5 minutes when Mommy began telling him about how I am not really into the training thing. I think she might be on to me. Then I got really MAD-Mark told Mommy that since she has such a sweet heart that it's hard for her to be firm with me. Um....that is the best thing about Mommy. She loves me so much I can get her to do whatever I want. Who is this guy?
Since Mommy is not impressed with my ability to decide when to sit (versus when she tells me), Mark decided to choke me. He kept pulling up on my collar with the leash to tell me what to do. Guess who is not invited to Mommy's next party (and she can throw a great party?)
So here's the kicker-they moved my bed from the great room to the kitchen and kept pulling me over to sit in my 'place'. About 400 times. Who puts a bed in the kitchen? And why would I lay there when the kitchen....when I would prefer to sit by the table and get Mom to feed me? Not a great idea but softer than the tile and if they can bring the food to my bed, then I still win. At least for a few days......
Since it was raining so bad we didn't have to do the silly door stuff-Thank Goodness. Daddy kept calling Mommy to see how it went-Sorry Daddy-It's Mommy and Bennie time:)
Once we kicked Mark out of the house (never too soon for that) Mommy and I got into bed. It was so windy last night that we couldn't sleep (I think Mommy nervous because of the car break in last week-I know, I failed again).
Thus we are up early today. Since I have so many puppy friends, we started a blog today so human and canine alike can learn of my adventures. I wanted to give a special shout out to Ella-can't wait to chill with you thisweekend-maybe for you, I will sit in my 'place'.
I tried to go to work with her on Tuesday and sat in her car while she packed it up. She kept saying "Ben, come" but I only do that trick when we play hide and seek. DUH. Mommy made me get out of the car-I know the Bank is not that fun but who doesn't love my company?
It was dark and stormy last night and Mommy was late coming home. Now I know why-she and Claire had Panera take out. Anyone care that I am home scared of the rain??? Guess not. Daddy is away so I am getting no love.
Fast forward to later on Tuesday night.....Doorbell rings-I would rather be alone than have discovered MARK at the door. It's enough to make me stop eating my kibble.
Mark was not here 5 minutes when Mommy began telling him about how I am not really into the training thing. I think she might be on to me. Then I got really MAD-Mark told Mommy that since she has such a sweet heart that it's hard for her to be firm with me. Um....that is the best thing about Mommy. She loves me so much I can get her to do whatever I want. Who is this guy?
Since Mommy is not impressed with my ability to decide when to sit (versus when she tells me), Mark decided to choke me. He kept pulling up on my collar with the leash to tell me what to do. Guess who is not invited to Mommy's next party (and she can throw a great party?)
So here's the kicker-they moved my bed from the great room to the kitchen and kept pulling me over to sit in my 'place'. About 400 times. Who puts a bed in the kitchen? And why would I lay there when the kitchen....when I would prefer to sit by the table and get Mom to feed me? Not a great idea but softer than the tile and if they can bring the food to my bed, then I still win. At least for a few days......
Since it was raining so bad we didn't have to do the silly door stuff-Thank Goodness. Daddy kept calling Mommy to see how it went-Sorry Daddy-It's Mommy and Bennie time:)
Once we kicked Mark out of the house (never too soon for that) Mommy and I got into bed. It was so windy last night that we couldn't sleep (I think Mommy nervous because of the car break in last week-I know, I failed again).
Thus we are up early today. Since I have so many puppy friends, we started a blog today so human and canine alike can learn of my adventures. I wanted to give a special shout out to Ella-can't wait to chill with you thisweekend-maybe for you, I will sit in my 'place'.
Ben's world gets rocked episode 2
Bad news. Mark the trainer came back.
I was chilling on the couch getting ready to watch some Gray’s anatomy and there was a knock at the door. I went nuts not only bc I was being interrupted but because I saw MARK. I should have known when Mom did not have her PJs on by 8…..
On went my leash and back to the ‘sit’ , ‘stay’ nonsense. I was so annoyed that whenever Mark just talked to Mom and Dad and left me alone I wouldn’t even look at them. I stared at the front door-desperate to escape and considering how I could make it out the front door. If I only had opposable thumbs.
Like he was my friend, Mark got down on the floor and told me to lie down. Stop. Hell no. So he pushed on my back to get me to do it. NOT COOL. I did it but was not happy about that. Then it was Mom’s turn. Just to make Mark mad-I did it for Mom the first time. How you like that big guy??? I kept trying to jump in Dad’s lap after this. Stop telling me how cute I am-I know it, I show it.
Mom asked how I was supposed to lay down (like where my legs should be) and Mark said if Mom and Dad were going to “show” me, then I needed to do it one way. He couldn’t finish his sentence because Mom laughed so loud. She said “Show him to who-my friends? He’s from a shelter down the road! You must be kidding.” I did not think it was so funny. I am pretty handsome and cute.
Then it was time to play Hide and Seek. They are taking making me human to a whole new level. What’s next, asking me to make dinner? . Dad hid behind the couch and Mom in the downstairs bathroom. They took turns yelling “Ben, come!” and I had to drag Mark around the house trying to find them (bc I was still on the stupid leash). After the 2nd time-guess what-I knew exactly where they were. If we are going to do this fools, bring it on. At least hide upstairs too.
Then I thought we were headed for a walk outside but all it was was Dad racing out the front door, with me on the leash to see if I would stop at the front door. Well since I love the whiplash of the leash when they jerk it when I leave the house, I thought I would stay put. They all cheered for me like I had invented a chew toy. Whatever.
When Mom and Dad said their prayers last night, I said a special one that I could just get some peace and quiet on Friday. No luck. Mom is working from home yapping away on her conference calls. Going to catch some Zzzzzs
Bennie
I was chilling on the couch getting ready to watch some Gray’s anatomy and there was a knock at the door. I went nuts not only bc I was being interrupted but because I saw MARK. I should have known when Mom did not have her PJs on by 8…..
On went my leash and back to the ‘sit’ , ‘stay’ nonsense. I was so annoyed that whenever Mark just talked to Mom and Dad and left me alone I wouldn’t even look at them. I stared at the front door-desperate to escape and considering how I could make it out the front door. If I only had opposable thumbs.
Like he was my friend, Mark got down on the floor and told me to lie down. Stop. Hell no. So he pushed on my back to get me to do it. NOT COOL. I did it but was not happy about that. Then it was Mom’s turn. Just to make Mark mad-I did it for Mom the first time. How you like that big guy??? I kept trying to jump in Dad’s lap after this. Stop telling me how cute I am-I know it, I show it.
Mom asked how I was supposed to lay down (like where my legs should be) and Mark said if Mom and Dad were going to “show” me, then I needed to do it one way. He couldn’t finish his sentence because Mom laughed so loud. She said “Show him to who-my friends? He’s from a shelter down the road! You must be kidding.” I did not think it was so funny. I am pretty handsome and cute.
Then it was time to play Hide and Seek. They are taking making me human to a whole new level. What’s next, asking me to make dinner? . Dad hid behind the couch and Mom in the downstairs bathroom. They took turns yelling “Ben, come!” and I had to drag Mark around the house trying to find them (bc I was still on the stupid leash). After the 2nd time-guess what-I knew exactly where they were. If we are going to do this fools, bring it on. At least hide upstairs too.
Then I thought we were headed for a walk outside but all it was was Dad racing out the front door, with me on the leash to see if I would stop at the front door. Well since I love the whiplash of the leash when they jerk it when I leave the house, I thought I would stay put. They all cheered for me like I had invented a chew toy. Whatever.
When Mom and Dad said their prayers last night, I said a special one that I could just get some peace and quiet on Friday. No luck. Mom is working from home yapping away on her conference calls. Going to catch some Zzzzzs
Bennie
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