Romeo, the dog, not the cat, has started obedience classes. The lady who teaches them is highly regarded. She’s funny and really knows dogs.
At his first class, Romeo fell in love. She’s a golden retriever named "Charlie".
It was love at first sniff. lol
Tomorrow we are going to a pet shop and getting him the required paraphernalia. We need a 4 ft leash, a 3 mm ‘pinch’ collar, some tiny treats, and to remember that when training dogs you never use the word, NO.
We are supposed to stick to one word commands, use eye contact and follow through with what we say.
My husband is spending 2 weeks in Missouri with his father… while the mouse is away, this cat will play! LOL
I’ve been told that even if the grass grows to a foot tall. I am NOT to use the new mower, HE wants to be the first one… MEN, Sheesh.
Finally, some commercials are just too annoying. The latest one that gets on my nerves. A mother is warning a babysitter how picky (and what a big pain) her children are. Each one worse than the next. The babysitter asks,"if they are that picky, what about dinner?"
The Mom says she’s taken care of everything by buying a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken that has several different kinds of their chicken in it. The son who’s standing there tells the babysitter, "Boy are YOU lucky". (she didn’t have to deal with what they would eat for dinner)
The whole thing pisses me off and makes me wanna smack not only the smart mouth kid, but the Mom for being almost proud that her kids are huge pain in the asses. WTG MOM for raising spoiled self centered brats that will be hell to live with.
Well that’s all for now… hmmm maybe I should have made this a ‘cheers and jeers’… lol
BIG HUGS, Steph