Sunday, April 12, 2009
Well, I thought that even though Mom and Dad went their separate ways, their hearts would still remain true. So, I was a little shocked when I dropped in on Dad Saturday and found out he and an acquaintance of mine are running around together these days. My goodness, she's barely a year older than I am. A little too young for Dad, if you ask me...but then, no one has. My Spokeswoman seemed to know all about it. Again this habit of hers of not INFORMING me in advance of important matters is really getting very annoying!
Evidently, this "Duchess" is going to have a litter of pups--half siblings to me and my other eight brothers and sisters.
I've included a picture of "Duchess" and Dad here with this post.
On a personal front, I may not be able to post more than a couple of times a week for a while now, because the Spokeswoman has really ramped up my training. In addition to Advanced Beginner Obedience classes once a week with the Spokeswoman, I am also going to begin working with a retired police officer from the K9 unit. He is going to give me one on one training for search and rescue work. The Spokeswoman and Gab's Spokeswoman have worked with Gabs and I some on tracking, but now I'm moving up to more professional instruction! I must admit, I have a bit of trepidation about this. And, any of you who know me, know that trepidation is not something I am accustomed to experiencing. But, truthfully, Gabs (oh how I hate to admit this) has a lot more natural talent when it comes to ground scenting that I do. I can't understand how SHE could be so much better at this than I am. It's just so unnatural and upsetting for me not to excel far past Gabby at something. I'm better than her at EVERYTHING else...it is just feels like such an aberration to have her outperform me at this...it BUGS me!...it leaves me questioning who I am. It keeps me up at nights. I'm thinking, though, with private tutoring from a professional (from the guy that spent years training police K9s) I should progress past snooty little Miss Gabs in no time at all....hopefully. If not, I don't know what I will do. I may have to develop a helpful defense mechanism like suppression and just put the whole painful experience far out my mind so that it does not hang like a cloud of doom propelling me into failure at every other turn in my life.
Posted by Mic at 9:40 PM