Training wasn\u2019t so bad. I met two new dogs, one of whom was a big male Labrador, which certainly added a bit of spice. The first dog I met was a girl retriever. She was tall, slim and really rather good looking. I have a thoroughly enjoyable sniff before getting down to a bit of heal work. I almost did as I was told some of the time. I\u2019m still blowed if I\u2019ll sit down on damp ground whatever anyone says to me, but the heal bit wasn\u2019t too bad. I was a bit disappointed to find I wasn\u2019t working for treats but my Mistress pointed out that I get quite enough of those at other times and she\u2019s probably got a point. When the male Labrador came out, I was rather more on my guard and wanted to be able to see where he was at all times. Towards the end of the exercise I was a lot more settled and was trotting along quite happily. Now we\u2019ve got to practice, which quite honestly sounds a bit boring, but needs must! I have asked if my next lesson can be in an afternoon, so that I don\u2019t have to get up so early. I\u2019m really not a morning dog and OK, so it was eleven o\u2019 clock, but I don\u2019t normally get up before lunch.<\/p>\n
Apart from finding that today is the feast day of the patron saint of hermits, I was quite excited to find an animal entry at long last. It was twelve years ago today that Wallace and Gromit were reunited with their owner after being left in a taxi two days earlier. Just think how distressing those two days must have been for them, not knowing whether they would ever go home. The world can be a very scary place even for a lump of Plasticine.<\/p>\n
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