TRIUMPH!!!

No, not the Pooping kind of Triumph. (hrmf) The GOOD kind of Triumph!!

Today, was the greatest day yet, of all my grand achievements.

(Oh hey, you tell me YOU don't have some silly graduation picture on YOUR wall, hmm? Hmmmm? hrmf.)

Today, Big Bertha (that's me!) Gradu-mat-ta-ed from her first level of classes!!

YAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!

I haven't been posting, because I have been SO TIRED from working SO HARD at my classes! Wow! You know, they say you can't teach an old dog new tricks, but I know they're wrong now! (okay, so 3 years old isn't OLD... but still. It was hard work!)

I didn't understand WHAT the heck my Dad and Pa wanted from me! I was so confuzzled!

It was all "Sit" this and "Stay" that and Heck... I didn't even know why they kept using stupid words like that evil "No." or "Not YET" (oooh, I hate the 'yet' word!)

Then... I started my classes! Pretty soon, it ALL became clear- I saw OTHER dogs doing things, and I was all, 'oooooh!! THAT? That's easy!!!" And there I went! Woo hoo! Big Bertha rules!!

You know, out of about six dogs, I was the only one to Graduate today? Hrmf. Maybe they ate their homework. (snickersnickersnicker)

I am posting a picture of ME! (YAY!) This is my formal gradu-mat-ta-tion picture!

I even have a Diploma now, to hang on the wall! (I'm not sure what all the fuss is, but I am SO proud... I got all kinds of toys in a little 'congratulations bag'- including the magic TENNIS BALL... ooooooh. I never liked a tennis ball before... then... Pa THREW it.

*GASP*

It BOUNCES!!

Oh. My. Gawd.

It was the most fun I have EVER had at the end of a class. EVER. ever-Ever-EVER!

So then, Dad bought my weekly supply of denta-bones, and we took my stuff, and went HOME. (where there is air conditioning. I am currently resting (and making Dad type this, muhahahaha) from my new favorite place underneath it- the cool air feels so GOOD on me. Whew! I loved those classes.

In fact, Dad said he felt kind of guilty now, because I got SO happy before class time every week... he says, maybe... he could sign me up for ANOTHER class!!

What do you guys think? Should I go for an Advanced obediance, or the Clicker training?

...me... I'm starting to think...

FLYBALL.

WOO HOO!!

Big Bertha