I spent the first eight months of my life tied up in a backyard. The only fun I got to have was barking at anything and everyone who I thought might come near me.
Now that I’m a free Dawg, and living the high life, I’ve been told that loud, mean barks aren’t exactly a good way to make friends. So I guess that explains why people run away when I start barking at them.
Mom and Dad are taking me everywhere they go. They want me to meet new dogs and people, so that I don’t bark at everyone whenever I’m on a leash.
This weekend, I went to the Fort Collins Farmer’s Market. Lucky for me, the cool people in this town are really Dawg friendly. Every time Mom and Dad saw other dogs on leash, they asked if we could all meet and get to know one another. I heard them tell the humans that I’m “in training” to be a good dog on a leash.
I met some cool Dawgs who were also pound puppies. And then I met this very nice man who calls himself the “Worminator.” He said something about how he wants worms to eat everyone’s garbage.
I didn’t really care about that. I just thought the pile of worms and garbage he had there smelled really, really good.
I just can’t get over how adorable you are, Wyatt!
Your looks will make up for a lot of bad behavior Wyatt. You look pretty adorable and not too scary to me too!
Heh, heh thanks you two!
Yeah, I turn on the charm with Mom and Dad but then I forget to do that same thing with the new Dawgs I meet. Well, nothing like some training to remind me to be polite.
Hi Wyatt Ray, you are so so cute and young enough to mend your ways.
If not, just get a bumper/tail sticker saying “in training” just as the cars for driving lessons have… you’ll get through with a lot of mischief without anyone really getting upset!
Howdy Wyatt Ray: I finally got a chance to watch your cool video. My little sister Greta is very inspired. She wants to make a movie about me!
Wow you are speedy! And I’m so glad you found the loving
pawrents you deserve.
I really love to make friends. I would love to say hello! But you
are lucky. My moms don’t take me to the farmer’s market. I just can’t control myself. If it was just veggies…..but they’ve got goat cheese, fresh milk, pastries…..and that guying serving burgers fresh off the grill!
I guess we’re all in training……..
Romeo, thanks for watching my movie and writing! I like making friends too, I just have a funny way of showing it.
Hope you’re doing good my friend, we are thinking of you. Keep us posted OK?