my name is kia. it is not my real name but the one given to me by the humans i live with now. my real name, my dog name, was whispered to me by my mother when she licked my ears before i fell asleep.
the man i live with now spends a lot of time paying attention to this computer rather than to me. except when i do chew the legs of the dining table
while he is out i thought i would see what is so fascinating about this thing.
like all human things it is boring and smells awful but it is not too hard to do even though people have been saying that wolves are cleverer than dogs. i can not operate the shift key and press other buttons at the same time. this is discrimination against dogs.
i am going to use this blog to give you an insight into the life of an good dog.
me.
yesterday i won a rosette. i am not really sure what i won it for but it looked lovely and shiny and i tried to play with it but the man would not let me. i won it at the village hall where i go every week to bark ferociously at other dogs so probably it was for really fierce barking. i am VERY good at barking.
in the village hall there is an alsatian with the human name of millie. she is ok at barking but when i bark back i am VERY scary. sometimes the man or the woman make me sit and hold my collar tight which makes it harder to bark. then they make me do very boring things like the horrible heel and the sit and the stay.
the dog warden came to decide if i should have a rosette. i remember her from when she rescued me from the roads which were not as good as i thought they would be with very scary dogs and other things that i still dream about. she told the man and the woman that i was lovely. which i am. and that they were doing very well with me and that i would get better which must mean that my barking will be even more scary when i get older.
typing is hard i am going to chew something now
bye
kia
