Sunday 1 February 2009

perfect!

sam! the perfect dog with the perfect recall! not once, but thrice did he come back to me as i called him away from the interesting trees and river banks at the other big field. i thought the previous episode was merely good luck. but today, there was no mistake: sam really did the happy running towards the caller that he's supposed to do.

later, he of course ruined everything by lying down to sleep in the forbidden other bedroom. the sheet is full of dirty paw marks, but strangely enough, i found him lying on the floor next to the bed. maybe he rolled off in his sleep?

we're awaiting rescue from a doorman -- a joiner, that is, who'll get us new doors that are dog proof.

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