This morning we did some training exercises. From the pics, you can see how well I listen especially when there are treats involved. I know how to "sit" and "stay" and getting better at "leave it" on walks. I'm working really hard on trying not to pick up the acorns that keep falling from the trees. There must be a bazillion on the ground near my foster house.
My foster brothers try to set a good example during training. Since they are 10yrs and 2yrs, they have more training experience than I do, which means no excuses for not earning yummy treats.
I think my foster brother, Bailey, is wondering why I've earned the treat and not him. Doesn't he realize that I was the one listening well? And that I'm pretty handsome? Okay, the later isn't a legitimate reason, but he might buy it.