Good manners!

They say that this is Dylan my 'brother'. How can that be, he's a cat?! The details from the rescue centre said I was 'cat friendly' ....mmmm that wasn't quite true. It's really hard not to chase him because it's such fun. Mum tells her 'clients' that we have had to do lots of work to teach me to be gentle with him. Sometimes that work meant I had to be on my lead in the house until I was calm. That's another thing that's hard to do. Being CALM is difficult when things are soooo exciting.
Another time I have to be calm is when I'm having my harness and lead put on. When I first came to live here I used to jump and bounce when I saw my lead. Mum said this was 'bad mannered' and 'unacceptable behaviour' and if I bounced she put my lead straight back on the hook by the door. She did this LOADS of times until I learnt that the quicker I stood still the quicker we went out. I LOVE going out for a walk because I know that it means freedom to run and chase and sniff. Sometimes I find it really difficult to stand still and my little paws pat up and down as she gets hold of the lead. Mum says it looks like I'm 'tap dancing' but also says that it's 'good enough' because I'm trying really hard to do the right thing. Then my harness and lead go on and it's 'look out world, here I come'!

Day one - Herbie's weekend

I've had a fab weekend. Yesterday they took me to Whisby Nature Park (one of my favourite places) where I ran and ran and ran. Actually, I didn't just run, I swam too. We'd only been at the park for a few minutes and I spotted the water. I CAN'T resist water. There were two moorhens at the edge and I quickly got them moving. Mum and Dad began to get worried because I was getting further and further out into the lake, following the moorhens. They were shouting and shouting from the bank 'Herbie come, Herbie come'. I just put on my 'I can't hear you' face and stayed focused on the prey! Eventually, I spotted that Mum was waving something and remembered that she usually has a pocket full of goodies, so I got out of the water to have a look. It was a milky bone, certainly worth coming out for. We then continued our walk and came across lots of 'dog mates' to have a sniff and a chase with. We were in Mum's little ford ka, because Dad's car is broken, so I had to sit at Mum's feet. There wasn't a lot of room and I kept rubbing my little wet body on Mum's legs and making her wet and cold (Tee Hee). When we got home I had to be rubbed down with a towel and then it was tea time and a sleep in my bed next to the fire.
Today they took me to the local common, another good place for meeting dog mates and finding stinky stuff to roll in! It was rather wet and muddy so Mum had more wet and cold trousers and I had another rub down! It's not a bad life!!