October 21, 2009

It’s been kind of a strange day. We walked early and Mamaw didn’t want to mess around—we walked! I heard her on the phone to a dog psychologist about getting me some training with the nipping and chewing. Good God—what do they expect; I’m TEETHING. I just need to be chewing on something or somebody all of the time. I don’t think they enjoy me as much now though, because I really bite hard.

They are all dressed up—going out again; I can tell. This is the second time I’ve been left for a little more than 2 hours and no messes in the kennel. Everybody is tired mid-afternoon from their outing today. I guess Poppy gave another senior talk and Mamaw went with him. She is only going to be home for a bit and then she is going to a jewelry party. I hope she buys something I like to chew on. When she wear those dangly ones—I go crazy over them!

I am getting more aggressive and really shake the shit out of my toys! I am also very interested in pant legs—I yank and growl. Mamaw called a behavioral specialist yesterday about my behavior. She thinks she has gotten too close to me (with all that love stuff) that I REALLY AM THE BOSS AROUND HERE. They are talking about some classes for me. Uck…