Day 45

Day 45

Well the first order of business is to admit, at least to myself, that I missed a great photo-op late Saturday night.  Must try to remember to take more pictures, cause as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.  

I went off to get ready for bed.  Wrap was asleep in her basket and Sanity was (I thought) asleep in her bed.  When I came back 20 minutes later the entire living room was full of small to tiny pieces of paper towel and Miss Sanity was curled up, looking quite smug.  However, she was no longer in her bed.  Oh no, no way. Instead she was parked, pretty as you please in MY CHAIR!

Enter the fire breathing dragon…ARG! ARG! ARG! WHAT…
ARE…
YOU…
DOING?  STOMPARGSTOMPARG

WHAT…
DO…
YOU…
THINK…
YOU…
ARE…
DOING?

OUT OF THAT CHAIR……ARG….OUT OF THIS HOUSE…
Thus exited one small red streak.  All the while, Wrap looked on from her basket and I swear to you she was smiling.   Personally, I think Wrap warned her about what would happen if she tore up the roll of paper towels and I am sure Wrap warned what would happen if she dared to lie in my chair.  Anyway, it really was pretty funny and after a respectable length of time Sanity came back in, made her apologies and we all went off to bed.

As for Sunday, well not much going on.  We did work on the retrieve and as of the last session for the day she was opening on command in the face of strong distraction.  In this case, the big distraction was the 13 year old Schip who is in residence here.  He was standing there growling and making ugly faces at her at the same time I was telling her to fetch.  Yeah for Sanity, she is made of some stern stuff; the cranky old man didn’t faze her in the least.