I am so sorry that it has taken so long for me to post this, however I have had such traumatic week, what with me being spayed, then feeling better and Mummy still not letting me run and jump! Humph.
I was super busy when I went to Mary’s house, here is a rough guide to how my days were spent (when I wasn’t doing things, I rested in my bed, in the play pen):
7am Get up and toilet
8:30am Poppy and Mary go to for a ‘big girls’ walk
9:30am Breakfast, Mary made me do all sorts of things to get it, sometimes we did easy things like me targeting to her hand and other times we did hard sendaways, into a down. She was particularly proud of me when I did a sendaway. Toilet.
12pm Walk, I was let off the lead on this walk. Mary said she was a little bit scared, I don’t know why! Anyway, she made me trail a really long piece of rope, that she would stomp on when she wanted me to stop. Her excuse was that I couldn’t dodge away from her, if she tried catching me. I would never do that!
3pm Dinner time and toilet, yummy and more trainins, often in the garden as it was nice and sunny!
4pm Visit Poppy’s neighbours. They love me, what can I say?
5pm Lead walking around the estate. Mary made me wear my gentle leader, so I didn’t hurt my neck. I got treats when I walked nicely beside her.
6pm Out and about at a dog class.
On the Tuesday night I went to Juniors and met up with Nina the German shepherd from Puppy class, she is so big now. Mary got me to walk backwards, it was such fun!
On the Wednesday night I went to do some Agility with Linda, Luna, Poppy and Mary. It was really fun when Mary worked with me, however she would sometimes play with Poppy and I got jealous, cried and tried to get out of my cage. Mary just ignored me, I was most affronted!
10pm Toilet and beddy byes.. I was shattered!
ps. I was so good at going to the toilet on walks. Apparently not all puppies do this, when you gotta go, you gotta go!
pps. By the end of my sleepover, Poppy started playing with me! She just ignored me at first. I think she likes me… although she may not admit it.