Yippee! There is hope!
I have found wonderful things to do LIKE DIG, and DIGGGG.....and DIGG some MORE!
I don't really think my master thinks that digging is so cool, especially because I bring in dirt and mud into my palace. Also, my nose gives me away! I have this unmistake-ably BLACK nose and unbeknownst to me it turns BROWN and a dusty brown at that after I've been having fun in the back yard!
I see birds almost every day: Big birds, but mostly small ones. I want to run but my master has me on a leash. I HAVE TO WALK ON A LOOSE LEASH! SHEEEESH! Who am I??????? THIS IS TOO DIFFICULT FOR AN IRISH!
I am called the social butterful of my new obedience class. The hardest part is we don't get to play like we did in puppy school! There are 4 MEAN boxers that give me the evil eye when I want to play with them. HMMMM....I think all my friends need to come visit so I can run around and have a great time! Some nights when I'm bored I run around my Master's red couch...(you know the one I CAN"T get on). I run so fast I might turn to butter....er salsa!
Love all you IRISH.
Best wishes from Idaho,
Annie.....the teenager from the great Northwest.