she would be put out. I think that she was just really glad to be back here.
I didn’t sleep well. This was because Ryder was bouncing around the place like a super ball. The problem is that she does not yet have a sense of what our boundaries entail. I gave her a basket full of toys. She pulled them all out and played with some, then put them on the couch. Alas, afterwards she began chewing on the wicker basket that held said toys. She also has not yet figured out that she should not be up on the table or stand in the bedroom windowsill. As I watched her antics, I found myself thinking that I was glad that we have enrolled her in a puppy obedience class. This will begin on October 31st. It just isn’t soon enough. I have some gray hairs. By then I may be totally gray.
The question that now, repeatedly comes to the forefront of my consciousness is this: Did we make a mistake in taking on this dog? The answer. . . .
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