livingwithalab

When we first got Allie, she was housebroken (thank God), and she knew how to sit on command.  Well, I was determined to teach her an new trick – shaking hands.  I got out the milk bones, or as my husband calls them, “cookies,” and set out to teach the big lug nut her new trick. 

Within minutes she had the trick of shaking hands down pat.  No problems.  She was so proud of her accomplishment that whenever Mike or I was around, she would throw a paw in the air in our direction, as if to say, “look what I learned!”  The funniest part of all of this is that whenever she has been naughty, she will sit down and throw a paw until you take it, regardless of how stern the reprimand she is receiving at the time.  I guess she figures that if she does something good that she was taught that she’ll be off the hook.

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