I adore obedience class. Adore. (For Gladys). (Although when my dad asked me why I was going to obedience class and I told him I felt like I needed it even more than Gladys he snorted and chuckled and said, ‘I’ll bet a lot of people would agree with you.’ Dad…)
And I cannot believe I’ve never even mentioned it here. After all, we’ve been going for five weeks now. Graduation is coming up this Saturday. So nice that my parents will be able to witness especially since one parent repeatedly remarked, ‘Beagle huh, can you even train a beagle?’ Said parent has since apologized after multiple videos of Gladys performing like a champ and remarked, ‘Well, she must have some border collie in her.’
And while Wes and I are pretty confidant that Gladys is the best in class, there’s no arguing that she definitely wins hands down for paying best attention in class.
It really is quite hilarious.
I know all the dogs names in class but none of the owners. Kinda sad.
Next up is the typical Chihuahua with the typical Chihuahua owner. Apologies for stereotyping.
I leave dog class so inspired. I love the ‘aha’ moments for me and Gladys. To graduate you must know sit, down, stay (for 15 seconds in the sit and down position), watch me (15 seconds), come, sitting after coming and walking politely on a leash.
Glad loves class just as much as I and adores her training sessions that we do at home.
The other day we were trying to figure out how to teach her ‘roll over’. After epicly failing for about fifteen minutes, we googled it.
I now have a new hero. Zak George. He’s awesome. Wesley and I watched and watched his training movies. Here’s a tiny little taste to totally inspire you. Swoon.
So after graduation comes intermediate and then advanced-providing we graduate.
So much fun.