Thursday, April 17, 2014
Old Dog, Old Trick
"Bully stick night," I called.
The four Border collies ran and sat in front of me as I unwrapped the bully sticks.
I gave the first one to Mickey, the 12-year-old Border collie. Next came Caeli, the alpha; then Tag who was doing a wiggle-sit-whine move; then Raven, the youngest who took hers with with a soft mouth; then Mickey.
"Didn't I already give you one?" I asked Mickey, who sat, ears perked, in front of me.
Maybe someone stole hers.
Giving her another, I watched as she trotted to her crate.
Paying me no attention, she sat her new bully stick next to her other bully stick.
Shaking my head, I just closed the crate door.