I come home from work today and Leloo is waiting for me at the door with a bone in her mouth. Now this isn't strange except when I left this morning for work the bone was wrapped in plastic and still in the pet store bag on the table since the night before. So naturally I think, oh my husband must have given it to her before he left. WRONG...due to my incredible detective skills I deducted that she had in fact jumped up and grabbed the bag, pulled it to the floor and unwrapped the bone herself (yeah ok, I saw the bag on the floor and the plastic wrap about 10 feet away.) I'm not surprised she did this. I was just glad she didn't eat the plastic. What is it, by the way, with dogs that everything must go in the mouth? I mean how tasty can a used tissue be? Or is it just my puppy?
**I am excited though, because today I found out that we go into a dog training course starting next month. We've done one class before, but there are still things I'd like to work on. ie. jumping up and getting her to calm down when new people are around. I will keep everyone updated on what we learn.