I didn\u2019t settle very well while I was at my grandparents. I was worried that my Mistress had left me because of how naughty I\u2019d been. On the first night I kept trying to look out of the window and got my grandparents up every two hours just to ask for a bit of reassurance that I hadn\u2019t been abandoned. I wasn\u2019t so bad on the second night, but oh when my Mistress came through the door on Sunday I have never felt so happy. I even forgave her for not taking me to the pet service and got over my disappointment that I wasn\u2019t going to meet my cousin Jack. I\u2019ve tried to tell her I will do anything as long as she promises never to leave me, although I\u2019m not sure I\u2019m really strong enough to carry that through in practice.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s dog training tonight. My Mistress has warned me that after my behaviour last week I may not be quite so welcome. I don\u2019t want to be thrown out. I love going. If only I could behave at dog training the way I do at home then everything would be all right. My training regime for the week has extended to making me sit and lie down on command in the worst of conditions. I only like doing things like that outdoors when the ground is completely dry, but no, she\u2019s even made me walk through puddles. This is all part of some \u2018you will do what I tell you at all times\u2019 training programmes. If even I am not allowed to exercise an element of independent decision making, then my chances of leading the Pet Dogs Democratic Party to a major victory seem pretty slim. To be honest it\u2019s making me feel a bit down.<\/p>\n
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