My Day at School

In my crate, seat-belted in, on my way to school.

On Thursday mornings, Duncan and I go to school. Since we squeaked through graduated with honours from Level 1 obedience, we're now in Level 2 - clicker training tricks. He loves class; as soon as he sees me start to pack his "school bag" he gets excited.

You might notice that Duncan is scruffier than usual in these pictures. Admittedly, he is quite capable of going from combed to scruffy in the time it takes to lift him off the grooming table. But yesterday he had an excuse - he was a Hero!

Heroes need to learn to smile for the camera!

Just after we arrived for class, someone rushed in and said our classmate Dahlia had slipped out of her leash and was running loose near the road. Our instructor called to me to bring Duncan as she left to help. Our role was to simply stand there and look available for play. It worked! Dahlia dashed over to Duncan, and they had a lovely muddy romp before her mother caught up to her with the leash and we had to go back to school.

Heroes get muddy being heroic.

First we practiced last week's homework. Duncan is quite good at spinning in a circle, although he sometimes likes to add his own personal touch:

My teacher likes the little hop I added. I'm a Wheaten. I jump!

Then we had a break while the instructor demonstrated this week's main trick: weave-walking!

My Kong rolled behind the chair.

 Then it was our turn:

You want me to do what?!? 

I guess I could try it. Since there are treats involved.

Like this?

Wow, this is fun!

 By the end of an hour, Duncan is a very tired little boy.

If I shake a paw one more time, can we go home?