However, Murphy is still tugging at his leash a bit, and apparently when I hooked it up, I connected it to one of the light rings that hold his tags on instead of the collar itself, because suddenly, with a snap that send dog tags flying everywhere, Murphy was free.
Aw, Damn. Here we go again, I thought. Let the games begin.
But Murphy just turned, looked at me, and walked right back up to me. And then he stood patiently while I reconnected his leash. This is the first time that he ever voluntarily came back once he found himself off of his leash.
Every day, this dog gets a little better.
I gots to behave...I think that the boss was gonna leave me with those strange people over the week-end! I need to show him that I'm worth keeping here!
YAY, way to go Murphy. When I first got my Shepherd, Niki, she just wasn't getting anything. I had commented to a friend of mine who's a breeder about how dense she was and we were going to trade her for a different puppy. She must have heard me becauses all of a sudden she was gettin' it. Sit, down, stay, come, she was really getting it.
ReplyDeleteWith a face like that how could he be anything but a goooood dog?!
ReplyDeleteGood for him and you! What a face!
ReplyDeleteGood boy!!! :)
ReplyDeleteGood!!! Progress however small is still progress! :-)
ReplyDeleteWho's a good boy?
ReplyDeleteHis facial structure is such that he would make a good model for a tougher Anubis, although he's a dog, not a jackal.
good boy!! He needs another bag of pig's ears from Aunt B.
ReplyDeleteWoke to major head cold, going to miss the boneyard today. ughhh.
He really is a beautiful dog. He has intelligent eyes.
ReplyDeleteHe'd be beside himself with happiness, Aunt B.
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