Cabinitis: Dog Daze
Work is never done (and neither is play) when there’s a puppy at the cabin
April 1, 2005
All my work at the cabin has ground to a halt. Why? Because I’m deeply involved in dog training.
Photo by Cabin Life, Cabin Living
Yes, I have a new puppy. She’s a Brittany spaniel I’ve named Dotty, partly because she has a big dot right on top of her head and partly because – well, you know.
But don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining about the amount of time I spend training the dog. The problem is the amount of time the dog is taking to train me!
It’s a real hoot just working with Dotty, watching her become more and more adept at translating commands, learning what things to do, what not to do, where to go to the bathroom, where not to go to the bathroom, etc.
She also has turned into a wonderful companion at my lakeside cabin. The place sits about 100 feet above the lake and I use an electric lift to go up and down to the shoreline. When I do, she races down the stairs to make sure she beats me before I get to the bottom. It’s a game, and she always wins. On the return, she races up to the deck to make certain she beats me again.
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