Dog in Training

Dog in Training

“If you think dogs can’t count, try putting three dog biscuits
in your pocket and then give him only two of them.”
Phil Pastoret

Our dog Rayfe is a golden retriever. But with a nod to P.G. Wodehouse, I like to think of him as a Gorgonzola Cheese Hound. Rayfe will eat just about anything, and he is ready to eat pretty much all the time.

He’s a good dog, and we love him. But there’s this one thing. Ok, so when I let him out at night and go back to the door to let him in, he’s not there. Alright, I call his name and nothing happens. I call again, still nothing. And I stand there wondering, what is wrong with this dog.

But then I got an idea, and yell, “Time to feed the dog,” which isn’t true. But he doesn’t know that and comes charging out of the darkness full of enthusiasm. And I go to the pantry and get him a Ritz cracker. Genius!

He’s inside, it works. He’s happy and I’m happy, that’s all that matters. I’m telling you this, in case you have the same problem. But in the back of my mind, I can’t help but wonder, who is training whom?