Last week, Dyls and I reached a crossroads. Did we carry on with puppy class, after being dropped yet again from the Good Citizen Bronze, or did we raise the white flag and give up? Well we decided to carry on as Dylan loves her weekly social gathering - she is after all the most … Continue reading Well that proved ‘em wrong!
After tonight, I think our poor trainer has finally admitted defeat! And strangely it wasn't just down to Dylan- though of course, the little monster did pull quite a few moves out of the bag! Literally! Following last week when we were told Dylan wasn't ready to take her Bronze Good Citizen, the trainer had … Continue reading I think we’ve broken her!
We've been practising. After last weeks news that we have been entered for our Bronze Good Citizen award, Dyls and I are on a mission. So it was with determined optimism we went into puppy class. Dylan as usual had to do her meet and greet with everyone. Not just the pupsters in her class, … Continue reading Oh sss…sausages!
Maybe Dylan knew it was our last puppy class for a while because, like a veteran performer doing a farewell gig, Dylan decided to replay all her greatest hits tonight! As usual Dylan did a meet and greet round the room and we settled down with the cavapoos Molly and Boo. Well, not exactly settled, … Continue reading Going out with a bang!
I think aliens have abducted Dylan and replaced her with a puppy that looks exactly like her, but is willing, obedient and follows all commands - well almost all. That can be the only explanation for tonight's puppy class. Because Dylan nailed it! And I think it's because I made a mistake on the treat … Continue reading The cats made me do it!
At the end of last summer I was in Spain with my friend Sue. The poor woman couldn't enjoy her evening Sangria round the pool without me whipping out my phone and showing her yet again the videos and photos of this little chubby puppy I was picking up the day after we got back. … Continue reading Can’t take Dylan anywhere!
We were ready. We were prepared. We were going to conquer puppy class. Dyls and I were gonna rock! Yeah well I ended up in a broom cupboard and Dyls got put on the naughty step, oh, and Boo the Cavapoo got sent home! So much for planning! And boy, had we planned. A walk … Continue reading Love it when a plan goes…..wrong!
Last week Dylan was named puppy of the night- it seemed that nine weeks of tantrums and trials were finally a thing of the past. We were on our way to glory and moving up to the next stage of puppy class to join Dylan's other friends, Eddie the cockerpoo and Martha the miniature Schnauzer, … Continue reading It was all going so well…
Something very strange happened this week at puppy class. Dylan as usual couldn’t wait to get there and did a “poor me I am going to play puppy victim” crying in the the car as we had arrived too early and had to wait it out. Honestly listening to her, anyone would think I put … Continue reading And the award goes to….
Hi everyone, its me, its Dylan! Mum turned her back for a minute - not a smart move with a Welshie around, but bless her she's not fully trained yet - so I have made off with her I pad! I've heard what mum has been saying about me, especially at puppy class, (mmm not … Continue reading Secret Diary of Dylan, aged seven and a half months!