Monday night, Diane took me to another training class. My classmate Gunther has really grown in the last few weeks! We worked on sit, down, stay. There's so many other things I'd rather look at and investigate when I'm expected to be still.
On Tuesday night there was "Happy Hour" at the store where my training classes are held. More dogs than normal were at the store. Mike took me to the store and Diane met us there. While Mike was waiting, we saw my classmate Hercules. Mike also saw a woman who had two small female Australian Red Heeler pups that she had rescued. They were practically all white, like snowballs, because that's how we are born. Our breed resulted from cross-breeding the wild native Dingo, Bull Terrier, Dalmatian, blue merle Collies and the Kelpie. Our white color at birth comes from our Dalmatian heritage. We develop our color as we mature. Despite our multi-breed background, we have been considered a pure breed since 1893. We also had our photo taken. Those are Mike's and Diane's hands on me.
Diane and I have been walking in our neighborhood in the morning. Since I've seen it before, sometimes I get reluctant. But then other times I practically want to run. Diane likes it when I lope at loose leash pace.
There has been a large golden dog coming near my yard the past few days. I like to try to play with him, but the fence is in the way. Yesterday I crawled under the fence and followed the golden dog for a while. It was sort of bewildering to be outside the fence and not on a leash. Our neighbor called to me, I ran toward her, and she put me back inside the yard. Mike has fortified the fence so that I'm not supposed to be able to get out of the yard.
This morning I got to ride in the car. We went to O.P. Schnabel Park and walked a few of the trails. It was interesting to smell all the new and different odors along the trail. We saw three other dogs and their humans, and a few other humans.
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