Dear Anna,
Jenna here. I just have to tell you all about the great new home you found me. I have tons of toys, snuggly beds, and twice a week I get to spend the entire day playing with a whole pack of new friends at Doggieville. My mom says she loves Doggieville 'cause they have a TV in the reception area where she gets to watch pictures of me playing with the other pups when she comes to pick me up in the evenings. I've had a couple timeouts at Doggieville 'cause I want to play with my friends even when they're tired of playing with me, but I'm slowly learning a thing or two about boundaries.
Speaking of boundaries, my new home comes with a whole stack of rules. It's so overwhelming for my little brain sometimes that I practically collapse in exhaustion trying to make sense of it all. I'm quite an athlete and can hop all the way up on the dining room table in the blink of an eye. I have no idea why this gets me in trouble - all the good food smells are up there, isn't it the best place to be?
My mom has taught me a whole new vocabulary - sit, down, watch, stay, off, leave it, roll over, here, wait, this way... wow do I get worn out trying to remember. She says I'm starting obedience school at Doggieville after Thanksgiving, but that my dad is going to take me 'cause he needs to learn even more than I do! I love the weekends because my family is around a lot, but I have to work a lot harder, too. Instead of breakfast, I go out in the yard and work on all my new commands. We play a game called yo-yo, too, and I get to run back and forth between my mom and dad! I have no idea why they give me treats for it, it's a fun game even without food.
Both my parents say that I get away with more than I should 'cause I'm so cute and snuggly. My mom even lets me snuggle on her lap on the couch, but only if I'm invited. I'm trying to learn to like my crate, but I really hate being confined. Fortunately I have a little round bed that I just love, it makes me feel very secure.
My new favorite thing is socks. I'll even steal them out of my mom's hand when she's getting dressed or folding the laundry. My second favorite thing is her closet. It's full of shoes that smell like her, and she rides horses so there are some reeeeeally interesting other smells. I used to steal her slippers out of her closet while she was standing there watching, but I'm learning not to do that.
The only thing that worries my mom and dad is my barking. I bark at everything that goes by the house, and I barked so much at the landlord I scared her. My mom gave both the gardener and the mailman cookies to feed me, so I guess they're ok. When my mom takes me for walks I like to bark at people and bicycles, but she says that's not ok so I'm trying not to do it anymore. She says she thinks I'm kind of insecure and I need to work on my confidence, and that maybe she'll take me to agility classes once I'm better at basic obedience. She's glad I make a good watchdog, though.
Well, I better sign off and go find a toy to play with. Thanks again for finding me this wonderful home - you're the best!
Love,
Jenna
Jenna here. I just have to tell you all about the great new home you found me. I have tons of toys, snuggly beds, and twice a week I get to spend the entire day playing with a whole pack of new friends at Doggieville. My mom says she loves Doggieville 'cause they have a TV in the reception area where she gets to watch pictures of me playing with the other pups when she comes to pick me up in the evenings. I've had a couple timeouts at Doggieville 'cause I want to play with my friends even when they're tired of playing with me, but I'm slowly learning a thing or two about boundaries.
Speaking of boundaries, my new home comes with a whole stack of rules. It's so overwhelming for my little brain sometimes that I practically collapse in exhaustion trying to make sense of it all. I'm quite an athlete and can hop all the way up on the dining room table in the blink of an eye. I have no idea why this gets me in trouble - all the good food smells are up there, isn't it the best place to be?
My mom has taught me a whole new vocabulary - sit, down, watch, stay, off, leave it, roll over, here, wait, this way... wow do I get worn out trying to remember. She says I'm starting obedience school at Doggieville after Thanksgiving, but that my dad is going to take me 'cause he needs to learn even more than I do! I love the weekends because my family is around a lot, but I have to work a lot harder, too. Instead of breakfast, I go out in the yard and work on all my new commands. We play a game called yo-yo, too, and I get to run back and forth between my mom and dad! I have no idea why they give me treats for it, it's a fun game even without food.
Both my parents say that I get away with more than I should 'cause I'm so cute and snuggly. My mom even lets me snuggle on her lap on the couch, but only if I'm invited. I'm trying to learn to like my crate, but I really hate being confined. Fortunately I have a little round bed that I just love, it makes me feel very secure.
My new favorite thing is socks. I'll even steal them out of my mom's hand when she's getting dressed or folding the laundry. My second favorite thing is her closet. It's full of shoes that smell like her, and she rides horses so there are some reeeeeally interesting other smells. I used to steal her slippers out of her closet while she was standing there watching, but I'm learning not to do that.
The only thing that worries my mom and dad is my barking. I bark at everything that goes by the house, and I barked so much at the landlord I scared her. My mom gave both the gardener and the mailman cookies to feed me, so I guess they're ok. When my mom takes me for walks I like to bark at people and bicycles, but she says that's not ok so I'm trying not to do it anymore. She says she thinks I'm kind of insecure and I need to work on my confidence, and that maybe she'll take me to agility classes once I'm better at basic obedience. She's glad I make a good watchdog, though.
Well, I better sign off and go find a toy to play with. Thanks again for finding me this wonderful home - you're the best!
Love,
Jenna
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