We’re getting into a groove around here now.
After breakfast, Mama and the kids take me for a walk. They no longer let me lead the way: mama insists I walk with her. She gives me treats when I do it well, so after the initial “YAY! It’s WALK TIME!!” that makes me want to run, I walk right next to her.
…Unless we see another dog, or there’s a cat hiding under a car, or there’s a kid waiting for the bus. Then I kind of forget my job.
They feed me at breakfast (after they eat) and at supper (after they eat). They put the food in the den, I eat it with my tail out of the den, and all is well. As long as they don’t try to close the door, I’m fine with the situation.
There seem to be a few new things going on. They are trying to keep me out of the kitchen, and they are telling me I’m not supposed to use the lanai as my bathroom area. I understand that they have reasons, but they don’t seem like good ones to me! I like it better when I can choose where to go, but I know they must mean well. (right?)