Saturday I brought Owen to the vet for his one-year rabies shot (that’s right, he’s got a big day coming up) and I asked the vet about obedience classes. He knows basic commands but he’s STILL super excited all the time and I’d like him to greet people without climbing all over them.
(I know some people who greet others this way, but that’s a story for another post…)
Check this out for an example of what I’m talking about.
Despite all this, silly me thought it would be a good idea to stop by the church garage sale with Owen in tow. I managed to walk away with four glass tumblers intact, but I don’t think I’ll be stopping by there again anytime soon…