Then yesterday he came home and started to talk with Jeehey about Me and my triumphal ways.
His friend told him pit bulls have big heads, that come with big will.
Hence, there is a 'special' way to train them.
I wanted to shout 'how about Jeehey? She has a big head, too!!'
Cisco started to reseach my breed (again) I thought that phase is gone (already)
I have to accomodate their new ways to handle me, for a while.
I guess I can play along (with Napoleon Dynamite's long sigh)
After careful consideration, he deployed one new stupid tactic, which made my pit bull heart angry.
Me and my couch.
That shameless Cisco denied my solemn right on a couch, where I spend most of my time/life. To be able to enjoy my couch (again), I have to sit first, when asked, to show my submissiveness. Cisco explained to me that it is to teach me how is the boss.
Fool. I am the boss.
I refused it with my dignity. Cisco yelled at me, shouting 'sit'
I ignored him. Then he smacked my bum.
That shocked my doggie soul. I thought Cisco was a gentle soul.
I brought me and my sulky bum upstairs and stayed there.
Jeehey's bothersome behaviors (blowing my ear, cleaning my ear and making me clappping fast with my paws)did not look bad at all, at that moment, considering Cisoc's uprising.
| Me, tasting the bitter side of life |
Cisco came upstairs later, to say sorry and rub my belly, which felt good.
I will show them who is the boss.
Coming soon.
Plotting paw,
Quemul
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