Beagle Man always pats me on the head and tells me I’m a “good, good boy” — but I suppose I could try to be even better . . .
• I will keep my paws off the kitchen counter, and stay away from Mom’s chicken quesadillas. I’ll be happy with my same-old same-old kibble — jazzed up with the occasional carrot or pretzel crumb.
• I will not bark like the world’s coming to an end every single time a
person/dog/truck/car comes up our block, but only when they actually enter our driveway or our property. Seriously, these are things Beagle Man and Mom need to be alerted about.
• I will not run too far ahead, and will always check back on Beagle Man, while we’re out hiking in the woods, so he doesn’t get lost. Which happens.
• I will give up the shotgun seat more willingly to Mom when she gets in the car and tells me to “Get back,” instead of pretending to not hear her.
• I will only jump up on people who encourage me to do so.
• I will try to spend less time making Beagle Man — and anyone/everyone else — throw tennis balls to me, and more time “reading and relaxing.”
I think that should be enough improvement for one year.
Beagle Man and Ricky always have a lot to say, so I’ll just pipe up in The Duck Dog Speaks whenever I can.
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