Today did not start out well. I went outside this morning hoping that Skeeter might be in the mood to play a little (which she wasn’t) and when I came back in my Mistress was pointing her finger at me and yelling “Bad dog, bad dog“. I’m wondering, “what does that mean“? About then she drags me into the dining room where I had left a deposit the night before and she proceeds to push my nose down toward it while smacking my backside. I’m thinking “what did I do wrong?”. I guess I’m supposed to go outside for everything. Learning all the rules around here is not going to be easy. Guess I will stay clear of her for awhile.
The rest of the day she found work for me to do. I had to tear apart this old cardboard closet and pull weeds from the flower beds. I think they were all weeds anyway. She did say “Good Dog” a couple of times