Category: Puppy

Bear: It's mine!
Tramp: Give it to me Brat!
Bear: Mine!
Tramp: No it isn't, it's mine!
Me: Boys?
Tramp: Hush! We have to hide it!
Bear: Hide it!
Me: (Hearing sounds of the boys frantically hiding something) What's up?
Bear and Tramp: (Sitting next to each other, looking very innocent) Nothing!
Me: So you two were almost in an all out dog fight over nothing? 
Tramp: (Stands up) We were playing!
Bear: (Stands up and reveals a wad of paper he had been sitting on) We weren't doing anything!
Me: (Picking up paper) Funny, I could have sworn I threw this away a few minutes ago. 
Tramp: Nice going Brat.
Bear: Mom! Tramp stole it, I was just trying to bring it back to you!
Tramp: Really? Mother! He stole it and was NOT bringing it back to you!'
Me: (Laughing) You don't say….

Me: Bear, we are going to work on "Leave it" and "Take it"
Bear: (Looks at me suspiciously) What does that mean?
Me: I will hold a treat and tell you to "Leave it" and you don't eat it until I say "Take it"
Bear: (Snorts) That's the silliest thing I've ever heard
Me: That may be true, but you still need to learn (Holding treat in flat of my hand) Leave it
Bear: (Looks at treat and tries to grab it from my hand)
Me: (Closing hand just before Bear gets to treat and feeling his teeth on my knuckles) Bear: Leave it
Bear: Treat! (Tries to lick fingers open, tries to stick nose between fingers, puts paw on my hand and tries to dig my hand open)
Me: Bear, Leave it
Bear: Sigh, do what?
Me: Leave it (Slowly starts opening hand)
Bear: Treat! (Jumps towards my hand)
Me: (Closing hand)
Bear: Mother, this is silly
Me: I'm good with that. Leave it (Slowly starts opening hand)
Bear: (Starts to move towards hand)
Me: Leave it!
Bear: (Sits) sigh (Looks intently at treat)
Me: (1 second count) Take it
Bear: Finally! (Snatches treat) Are we done?
Me: I want to do it a couple more times for this session (holds treat in hand) Leave it
Bear: Treat!!!

Bear: (From the other room) Mom!!! Mother!!! Mom!!! OMG, Mother!!!!
Tramp: Please tell me you didn't wash his blanket again, he is STILL mumbling in his sleep about that. 
Me: No blanket washing today.
Bear: (Running as best he can while dragging two blankets, drops them in front of us) See Tramp! I told you there was a blanket fairy!
Tramp: Blanket Fairy?
Bear: Yes! She put two new blankets in my kennel, see!
Tramp: (Looking at me) Are you going to tell him the truth? 
Bear: What? What Truth? 
Me: Blanket Fairy? Sounds good to me, she gave you two?
Bear: Yes! See! They are soft and MINE!
Me: Shouldn't we put them back in your kennel so they are safe? 
Bear: (Freezes, looks at me) Mother, you are not washing these blankets.
Tramp: Since they are new don't they smell funny anyway?
Me: Tramp, hush. Bear, why don't you take them back to your kennel so you can get all your blankets arranged together. 
Bear: Oh! Good idea! (Picks up blankets and walks/stumbles back towards his kennel carrying the blankets)
Tramp: No wonder he's such a pill, blanket fairy? Really?

Bear: (Nosing my leg)Mom?

Me: Not right now, I'm working

Bear: Ok

10 seconds later

 

Bear: (Nosing my leg)  Mom?

Me: Bear, still working

Bear: Ok

10 seconds later

 

Bear: (Nosing my leg) Mom? 

Me: (Turning and petting Bear)Bear, I'm still working

Bear: Ok

10 seconds Later

 

Bear: (Nosing my leg) Mom? 

Me: Bear! I'm working, go play

Bear: Ok

10 seconds later

 

Bear: (Nosing my leg) Mom?

Me: (Turning around to face Bear) What????

Bear: Hi Mom

Tramp: (Snorts) Took you long enough!

Me: You, I can squash

Bear: (Picks up his chew toy and heads off, tail wagging)

Me: (Opening backdoor letting the dogs in while stepping outside and closing the door.)

Bear: No!!!! Mom!!! You can't be out there alone!!!!

Me: Really?

Bear: You're gonna get eaten!

Betsy: Eaten? By what, the squirrel?

Bear: Mom!!!!!! We have to protect you!!!! (Scratches frantically at door)

Me: (Picking up small log of wood)

Bear: My chew TOY!!!!

Me: My firewood! (putting log back on wood pile)

Bear: Ugh Mother! It's bad enough you move my stuff in the house!

Me: (Picks up flat hedgehog and surrounding white fluff)

Bear: Wait! Mom, what are you going to do with that?

Me: Throw it away.

Bear: Mom! You can't, it's my favorite! I love it, I won't be happy without it!

Me: (Dropping toy remains in trash) I suspect you will survive.

Bear: No!!!! My Favorite toy!!!!

Tramp: Please tell me you are coming back in soon so we don't have to deal with him alone….