Running is so much fun! And I'm being very good

We got a later start this morning but Pete and I got to to the land again.  I've been a really good dog these last couple days.  Last night, Pete jumped over the fence again but all I did was put my front paws on it to look at him.  I got yelled at until they realized Pete had gone over again then they were happy I was telling them he had gone.  This time, my mom scolded him and put him into the pen and I got to stay out and play.  They tested us again with bones but I decided the best thing for me to do was to ignore both bones and get a toy to play with instead.  They took the toys away but I was determined to be a good dog.  I didn't have to wear the muzzle.  Pete collected both bones and they walked me all around him, but I refused to be bad and didn't try to get a bone or worse, snarl.

Racing like the Wind!

Dirona running behind the truck

This morning was so much fun!  It started out with mom putting us into the truck so we can go to the land.  She didn't even put a leash on me and I sat at the gate and stayed right with her like I'm supposed to.  She had to keep calling Pete back so he didn't run off.  Pete figures if no one tells him to stay or heel first then he is free to run off and play.  He's good about coming back but it scares the humans because he darts into the road.

Really big stick is fun!

Dirona & Pete with stick

When we got to the land, I got a really big stick with roots on one end and raced around with it.  I love the big sticks because I'm big and strong.  I kept trying to get mom to throw it for me but she told me to keep away with it.  Then mom helped her BIL with the pumpkin watering and fertilizing and Pete and I wandered off.  I decided to to see the barn we were at yesterday but Pete went back to the humans.  I heard mom call several times so I raced back and she told me I was good for coming when called.  It took a little while to get back because it is a good 1/4 mile from the pumpkins.

Dirona & Pete

Pete racing off

Then we raced with the pickup around the land in about a half mile loop.  I learned that a honking horn means I should get out of the way of the truck.  Pete and I ran along side or out 20-30 feet from it.  On the second loop for about a 1/4 mile, I ran with the truck and mom said I was running at 25mph!  She didn't know I was such a good runner.  Pete can run that fast but only for short distances.  We were slower on the 3rd loop.  I've never had so much room to run before without being on a leash or rope.

Last night they put the muzzle on me again.  I hate that thing.  They brought out 2 bones again.  After a while, Pete chewed one and I chewed another.  Then Pete left his bone lying there so I got up and took it and brought it back to where I had my bone.  I know, I'm greedy.  But ya know, I'm a dog!

In a little while Pete came over and looked like he was interested in the other bone and the people were clear across the yard.  Pete didn't try to take the other bone but I could see he wanted to.  So I curled my lip at him.  Mom saw me do it and she scolded me and grabbed my muzzle and held it while telling me no no.  I didn't do it again and Pete was given the other bone.  The people think I am understanding the rules and just need more practice to exercise the self-control I'm supposed to.

Pete did the spin!  And he's doing the roll-over right with a lot of encouragement.  Soon, he will be as good as I am.  Pete is a more agile dog than I am, but I can run and run and I can catch things.

Tomorrow, I am 16 months old!

I'm a better dog

Today, I did really well on the leash.  I didn't pull at all!  I'm a little slow on sitting when we stop still.  My mom's sister asked her to try me with just my regular collar and I did really well on that too!  Pete has started to follow my mom's commands by inserting himself right next to her so I can't be in the right position.  When she took me to the front yard, I did the heel right then because Pete stayed in the back yard and couldn't interfere.

I've been a very bad dog

Mom is not happy with me.  At her mother's house, I attacked the little dog when mom had my food and scared her good.  Now, I attacked my buddy Pete at her sister's house over a rawhide bone.  I nipped him right near the eye and he was bleeding a little.  I was trying to be good since mom's sister told her to grab my mouth and hold it shut while telling me no when I curled my lip at him.  I wanted the bone so badly!  I just lost control and went for him in a serious barking attack.  He backed off, but I didn't get the bone at all and got put in the kennel all by myself most of the day while they cleaned up Pete and let him inside.

We Stopped for Awhile

So much has happened in a week.  We stopped for a week in Denver at this house with an old lady that smelled something like my mom and there was a little tiny black dog there who really likes my mom.  At first, my mom left me in the van and went inside for awhile.  Then she came back and took me to the gate to the yard.  The tiny little dog was there and we sniffed a bit.  Then I got to go inside the yard and meet and sniff the little dog.  She was wary but ok to me.  That made me a bit nervous so I didn't try to get the little to play with me.  After awhile, we went inside the house.  The little dog liked my mom's lap a lot and started to warn me away.  My mom put the dog off her lap and scolded her for being mean to me.  I was a perfect lady.  I don't mind mom petting other dogs.  She does it all the time and other people pet me.  After a few times, the little dog stopped being mean and we got along fine.