June 6, 2018

Dear Terry, boy Hot Dog School was tough last night! I was all wound up and barged into class like a crazy dog. Mom helped me calm down and a crazy boxer came in and sat down next to us. Then the golden doodle flipped out while the teacher was talking. The boxer had to go with the teacher for some help. Mr Anthony, the teacher, doesn't take any crap, and pretty soon the boxer knew just how to act. We had to learn how to walk last night. I'm a good sitter but not really a good walker. Sometimes I'm a really good walker, but I forget a lot of times how to do that when I smell a smell. I'm a good smeller too! After we worked super hard on that, Mr Anthony said we were going outside! We all lined up in the big yard and he said ok everyone, let your dog go! Leashes off! Only no one moved except Mom. Off came my leash, and off I went! I ran really hard the whole entire length of the yard. I ran and ran, pretty soon we were all running around having fun! Whew! We had to go back inside and everyone was told to call their dogs. Mom yelled LEROYYYY COMMMEEE HERRRREEE! And guess what I did??? I ran right to her!!! Oh yes I did!! All on my own!! I got big pets for that!

Trying to be a good dog, Leroy!