Singing Workday

On Thursdays, I usually go to work with Juli to practice for when I'm a full service dog. Sometimes I go other days too. Today Martin, who works there too, took a picture of me and sent it with this caption. He gets dogs.



All dogs have many songs.

This song should go:

"Laying long... T-Shirt on... Singing my song..."

Frontin'

Like Dutch, I'm a lover, not a fighter. Heck, I let my bunny brother, Buster, beat me up. But, that's not to say that I'm above Frontin', if I think it will get me out of trouble.  In fact, I'm pretty good at frontin'.

Today, Juli took me to run errands with her and the Farmer's Market we met a little pibble girl who is just a few months younger than me. We were sniffing and I got a little nervous, so I growled just a tiny bit. Next thing I knew, she'd rolled over and was showing me her belly. I didn't know what to do! No dog (or any other animal) had ever submitted to me. In fact, my bunny brother taught me how to submit to a bunny (you have to let them under your chin and then you groom them.)

So all you dogs out there who know how to be dominant - uh, I think I need some lessons. Next time I have a scared friend, how do I let them know that it's okay and they can play?

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