Those eyes seem to expect a treat rather than a trick.
You haven’t been spoiling her by any chance?
Of course you haven’t. Millie isn’t spoilt either. On the first of November she’ll have been with us for a whole year and she’s definitely not been spoilt. At all.
Oh. I see, by your comment, Vicki, that I left out part of the story. There was ONE evening that she was either invited or, in a fit of excitement, had jumped, onto the couch, with one of us on each side of her. We hugged and cuddled and loved her; she was THERE after all. For a while afterward, she needed reminders that the couch was mine, not hers. Now she sneaks up there as I climb the stairs for bed, and I hear her sliming down off again as I descend in the morning. Oh well...
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16 comments:
What a picture! Love it, June. :-)
I never taught my dog to sit. She does it automatically when I offer her a treat and she takes it ever so gently from my hand.
This one you have here is clever. I can see it in her brilliant blue eyes and happy grin.
Those eyes! Love and trust there!
Those eyes seem to expect a treat rather than a trick.
You haven’t been spoiling her by any chance?
Of course you haven’t. Millie isn’t spoilt either. On the first of November she’ll have been with us for a whole year and she’s definitely not been spoilt. At all.
Friko! Spoiling? Us?
Never.
A trick or a treat?? Maybe the trick of pulling a doggie treat out of your picket?
Yup, definitely a treat she's expecting! June, she's truly gorgeous!
Tricks and treats. She's just gearing up for Halloween. What a cutie.
Oh - those eyes. Well, did you perform for her?
Wow! What a beauty, and a very cheeky grin, I can see her training of you is going well! Xxx
I love her eyes! And I'm impressed that she doesn't get on sofas.
Oh. I see, by your comment, Vicki, that I left out part of the story.
There was ONE evening that she was either invited or, in a fit of excitement, had jumped, onto the couch, with one of us on each side of her.
We hugged and cuddled and loved her; she was THERE after all. For a while afterward, she needed reminders that the couch was mine, not hers. Now she sneaks up there as I climb the stairs for bed, and I hear her sliming down off again as I descend in the morning.
Oh well...
If she looked at me like that, I'd let her up on the couch too.
Well , what trick did you perfom , then ? She's obviously expecting a humdinger .
That's a funny saying. She's part husky looks like.
I see you're a regular dog blogger these days! So happy for your once-again pet filled life.
I couldn't pass by those gorgeous eyes if I wanted to. What a cutie.
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