And boy do I need one!
Actually, I let you be the judge…I think it might have been my Human at fault for standing where she did.
Y’all know how I race full open on recall…
This time my Human was standing directly in front of where I’d dropped my Wubba so I could sniff. I spied that layin’ there and…you can imagine what happened next!
My Human kept sayin’ “bad dog”, “bad boy” as she sat on her keester with me racing around her in circles. At first I wasn’t sure if she was playin’ or what. She said I gave her a headache…a real headache. Once I settled and stood for her to lean on me so she could get up she seemed okay.
I admit I did wallop her pretty hard, but she was in the way of my Wubba! Shouldn’t she have known better?
Y’all come back now!