Yes, the two wild, unruly, bad-assed GSDs have graduated from O-Town without the use of the head halter. For all of the glares and rude comments that we received we were both invited back. And even though they know that the Big Z is headed for greater things, they said that they hope to see ME back again! LOLOL! Where’s that wine?!!?
Sorry, no pix. However, here is proof that the Big Z completed this gig. Of course, the instructor handing out the certificates still didn’t know which was The Big Z and which was Y-K-Y. Yeah, they look so much alike. After eight weeks and such a tiny class one would hope that at least your dog’s name would be known.
Big Z and Y-K-Y were on their best behavior last night. We kicked butt on all exercises, including foosing in a group! Our little pups—naked—no head halters managed to do just as well or actually better than the other two who managed to show up for class. AND we were the only 2 with perfect attendance!! You know me. Why stay home when I have an opportunity to go torment someone? Besides, there was wine involved. 😉
Recall – they still do not get it. Big Z does her usual rocket recall. When she gets to me we play tug with the ball. Grab it says, “Now can she do it without flying to you and sit in front?” I said, “NO. But she will fly in AND sit in front.” Grab it has a smirk like, “yeah, right.” “HERE!” Rocket launch, “Sit!”, brakes slammed on and sat in front. We tugged. The End.