...and then returned to a grass area pretty quickly afterwards.
I loved running around free.
Later I saw in the photos that my face looks pretty funny when I run.
See what I mean? I don't usually look like this:
Or this:
Or even this! Actually, in this photo, you can see very clearly how much my nose has changed colour. There's hardly any pink left, now.
(Compare it to this one Kati took just over a month ago.)
When we got back from Stanmer Park, our neighbours were just about to go out.
Seeing as there were three different sizes of dogs present, my photographer (Kati) decided to line us all up.
And here is the result! (She had to clone Miles out of the photo, though.)
After which, Cerberus went back into his house... only to surprise Zebedee moments later with an impromptu flying exit!
A little later on, it was time to go to my second puppy party at the vet's. Our people were asked to handle us again.
It got quite boring pretty quickly so I just laid down and watched others.
Kath (the behaviourist) used me again to demonstrate something.
This time it was to show that our people should do some short handling exercises during our walks, too. Just casually call us back and then have a look at our ears and such. I guess it'd be handy if we had grass or something stuck in our ears or somewhere else and they'd be able to take things off our fur without us freaking out or anything.
Do you remember The Gorgeous Golden Labrador from last week? Well, I do. She wasn't paying much attention to me, I thought, so I adopted a new method. Since subtle doesn't work with her, I thought I'd draw her attention to me - quite literally - with the help of her lead.
Surely she can't ignore me now.
There! Yes! She noticed me!
But hang on a minute, now she's pulling her own lead away from me! No! I didn't mean to start a game of tug-of-war....!
I meant, just... get... closer... to... me, OK?
And then... she did... and when she did, I got very shy all of a sudden!
Isn't she lovely, though? Her name is Ellie.
Anyway... Kath told our people a lot of things about us. Like that we aren't really deaf if we don't seem to hear some things they say to us. Oh, no... she revealed our secret! Still, I guess it's good that she told them, as I sure wouldn't want to be shouted at just because an ignorant person didn't understand that we can hear very, very well indeed - we just choose to act as we didn't when we feel like doing something else than what our people ask us to. I much prefer that my people do something else instead of shouting; like, offer me yummy treats for doing what they want me to do.
We did some socialising again at the party... all of us getting to know each other a little better.
Ellie is my favourite, though.
