Hi All,
Baron's tutor (he dislikes the work "trainer") visited us this week. Obviously it was not a social call. Dearest Readers, you will never believe this, but Tutor #6 thinks yours truly (that would be me) does not respond to Baron in a calm manner. WHAT??? Me, not calm? That hard to believe! Just because my voice squeaks a bit when I address Baron, my body might twitch or jiggle, and I do have that nervous laugh which appears when Baron doesn't have his hearing aids on...
Oops, got to go.
Botswain
PS
I was joking about the hearing aids - but maybe I should have Baron's hearing checked.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Sunday, April 8, 2012
The Afikoman Revisited
Hi All,
Apparently Baron was embarrassed by his inability to find the Afikoman on his first try at our Seder. When Master and I returned home from dinner last night, we discovered that in his enthusiasm to locate the Afikoman, he located the entire unopened box of Matzoh, opened it, and graciously left one piece (the Afikoman, he assumed) for us. Is he a smart dog or what?
Hope your holidays are proceeding less chaotically than ours!
Botswain
Apparently Baron was embarrassed by his inability to find the Afikoman on his first try at our Seder. When Master and I returned home from dinner last night, we discovered that in his enthusiasm to locate the Afikoman, he located the entire unopened box of Matzoh, opened it, and graciously left one piece (the Afikoman, he assumed) for us. Is he a smart dog or what?
Hope your holidays are proceeding less chaotically than ours!
Botswain
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Happy Holidays
Hi All,
We hosted last night's Passover Seder. Baron actually behaved himself! We did not need to call the police to report food missing from our plates - all went well. As there were no children in attendance, Baron had the honor of searching for the Afikoman. This was a difficult task, as I had cleverly put the Afikoman in a plastic bag and covered it with the requisite linen. It was hidden in Baron's toy basket. One of our guests pointed out that Baron would be unable to find the Afikoman until it was removed from the plastic bag, as even a poodle as smart as Baron can't smell through plastic. This was a good point, and Baron was rewarded with a duck and potato (see previous blog entries re: Baron's diet) dog treat for locating the Afikoman.
That's all for today. Happy Passover or Easter - take your pick.
Botswain
We hosted last night's Passover Seder. Baron actually behaved himself! We did not need to call the police to report food missing from our plates - all went well. As there were no children in attendance, Baron had the honor of searching for the Afikoman. This was a difficult task, as I had cleverly put the Afikoman in a plastic bag and covered it with the requisite linen. It was hidden in Baron's toy basket. One of our guests pointed out that Baron would be unable to find the Afikoman until it was removed from the plastic bag, as even a poodle as smart as Baron can't smell through plastic. This was a good point, and Baron was rewarded with a duck and potato (see previous blog entries re: Baron's diet) dog treat for locating the Afikoman.
That's all for today. Happy Passover or Easter - take your pick.
Botswain
Sunday, April 1, 2012
The Greeting
Hi All,
I recently watched videos of family dogs greeting servicemen who returned home from combat. It was touching to watch these loving dogs jumping, crying, even hugging their masters when they saw them for the first time. I hate to brag, folks, but that is the greeting I receive from Baron when I return home after spending fifteen minutes at the grocery store. He must liken grocery shopping to combat (not even close - unless there is a sale). He is equally enthusiastic when I return home from the drug store or from retrieving the newspaper from the end of the driveway (note: Baron does not retrieve the paper, he prefers to wait indoors where it is warm and dry).
Do I have one special dog or what?
Botswain
I recently watched videos of family dogs greeting servicemen who returned home from combat. It was touching to watch these loving dogs jumping, crying, even hugging their masters when they saw them for the first time. I hate to brag, folks, but that is the greeting I receive from Baron when I return home after spending fifteen minutes at the grocery store. He must liken grocery shopping to combat (not even close - unless there is a sale). He is equally enthusiastic when I return home from the drug store or from retrieving the newspaper from the end of the driveway (note: Baron does not retrieve the paper, he prefers to wait indoors where it is warm and dry).
Do I have one special dog or what?
Botswain
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