Waiting for a Treat

Dear Diary,

I’ve been asked to review some dog treats.  (Read about “premium dog food” .)  I had to think about it before I said yes – right for about 1 second.

Actually I am sort of picky about treats.  I remember one day at agility class I was coming down the A frame (the big “climb it”  thing) when I found a little green dog bone that some other dog had left.  I stopped mid-obstacle to check it out.  Then I decide that the dog had been smart to leave it there.  It was really no kind of “pay check” at all. I have also been know to worry about cookies that Dad brings to me in the winter.  I need to keep hiding them in different places in the house.  I don’t really want them but I sure don’t want somebody else to get them.

I am ready and waiting, now.

I've even got a "bib" on.

I might not even bark at the delivery truck.

I don't want to scare him away this time.

 

How far away is Wisconsin anyway?

Signed, Tucker (your blog host)
To read more about me go to The Sensible Dog.