good dog, bad owner
I took Atlas to the vet tonight to have his nails cut and his ears cleaned. He barked barked barked in my ear on the way there (he knew where we were going and likes to say hello to the kitties there) so I teased him and said, “Since you were loud, you’re going to have your ears cleaned.”
When the technicians try to take him in the back, he resists, but will eventually go if I pretend to go too. This time, he actually hid behind the door. Bad bad owner. I know he understands me (when I say “I should clean your ears” at home, he runs inside his crate). Why would I tease him like that. Sniffle .. But now his ears are cleaned – and they showed him a tiny kitten – so all is well.
[Note: I am on vacation as of Friday. I have some posts scheduled, but I have turned comments off. I’ll see you on the 18th!]