Yesterday afternoon, my husband asked me, “So, what will this new puppy be? Is it going to be a Schutzhund dog? Or is it going to do obedience? Or agility?”
“Yes,” I said. “Schutzhund, obedience, agility, rally obedience, and if it shows aptitude, search work.”
“Uh huh,” he said.
He’s grateful, though. The puppy arrives just four days before I leave town for a week for dog events with Shakespeare. I’m taking the little crocodile with me, so he has no puppy responsibility. That makes him very happy.
*grin* Poor husband, indeed. No puppy to play with while wife is gone. No socks chewed up. No shoes eaten. No floorboards gnawed on because puppy was bored. Good luck with crocodile puppy while traveling! –Al