Friday, September 2, 2011

THE LETTER CAME !!



Mom and dad got my matriculation letter !!  I go back to CCI in California for my advanced training, (aka - puppy college), on Friday, February 17th.  Mom had a few tears, dad gave her a hug and said it would be OK.  Mom had a long heart to heart talk with me and told me that I only have 5 1/2 months to get my act "together" and that we have to start acting like we know what we're doing, or I'm going to flunk out of college real fast.  She reminded me that I need a college education to make it in the real world.  My trainer reminder her that there were other options for me, (like; search and rescue / companion training / hearing training / facility training / drug sniffing).  The trainer said there's nothing wrong with being a "change of career" dog.  But mom said not to listen to them.  I need to do my best and graduate as a CCI service dog.  So - I guess I need to buckle down and try a little harder.  No more lease pulling, no more picking up objects when we go for walks, less distractions and more focus.  Boy it's gonna' be tough, but I think I can do it.  Keeping my paw pads crossed.  Until next post, keep those tails poised high.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

ONE YEAR OLD

On August 10th, I turned 1 year old.  Mom says I am no longer a puppy, but now I am a dog - but deep in her heart I will always be her little puppy girl.  I still weigh 75 lbs.  So what happens when a CCI puppy turns 1 year old ?   Well it is pretty much like any other day for us.  Here are some photos.


Can you think of anything better than having your coat brushed by mom, followed by a luxurious pedicure by dad.  I love to doze off across dad's legs while he does my nails.  Mom always wants to paint them, but dad says "no, they are to dark and no one will see the paint".    
Next, it's time for mom to clean my ears and then brush my teeth, (I especially love this part).  The toothpaste taste so yummy that I sometimes lick it off the brush before mom can get it on my teeth and then she has to put more on the tooth brush.
 
Of course, every CCI puppy goes through this each week, so we are all used to being handled and groomed without resisting.  We actually love it!   

Then mom put on my birthday necklace, my birthday hat, and gave me a birthday horn.  She said that it was time for me to "toot my own horn for a change".  Here's a photo of me celebrating my moment.

Finally I couldn't believe it, mom brought out my gift !  A new red fleece teddy bear.  She got me a new baby.  It is the bestest gift ever!  Until the next post, happy tails to all.