A Leash-Free Zone

I've finally done it! I've graduated from being on leash all day. My mom finally recognized that I wasn't going outside to bark anymore, and when I do, I always come back inside as soon as she calls me.

So how do I do it? Well, I don't really go outside when that damn neighbor dog is out anymore. She's gotten really obnoxious, barking at me every time I go out, wanting to play. Plus, she looks like Chubbs with less hair. Ugh. Like I need another Chubbs in my life. So I spend the day in the house, sleeping and hanging out with Mom. It's a small house, but I find ways to get time away from Chubbs.

This may sound depressing to some of you, but for me, it isn't. I had to learn that it wasn't my job to guard the property. And, you know what, I'm relieved. I handle things so much better when I'm calm. Just last week, Mom had a visitor, and I didn't even bark at him. As long as I get the appropriate amount of exercise, it's OK for me to spend the day relaxing. My mom has taken to letting me out in the front yard instead of the dog run, where I'd much rather play anyway.

Anyway, I just wanted you all to know that I've finally gotten over the hump. Now, my mom seems to be concocting some new training plan for me. Guess we'll see what she has up her sleeves next. Good luck to all you other dogs with crazy trainer parents!

Love, Muggsy