Thursday, February 18, 2010
So mommy decided I need to undergo more training. I thought I knew everything already, but apparently there is so much more to learn. So now I go to "real" doggie class where I don't even get to play with the other dogs and like I have to stay on leash and listen. The worst thing is...mommy and daddy don't give me a ton of treats like they used to. I might protest this part, I mean I'm a growing pug, I'm only 16.2 lbs, my belly can get much bigger. Mommy is concerned though, she says daddy calls me a "tube" and that I must keep my waistline. UGH... I just want to sit and get a treat...but nooooo, now I have to like stay sitting for like seconds and wait and wait, then wait some more. You'd think then finally I'd get a little something? Nope. All that hard work for a pet? So I'm going to start working on my "PugEyes". You know what I'm talking about. I'll have my mommy and daddy giving into my sad orbs in no time. Victory will be mine.