I as been to School
The boss has finally gotten his way and you are now looking at a new and improved Dalton,
Yes I know that there was nofing wrong with the old Dalton (and I did point this out to the boss) but apparently he ad spent one too many times running down the road screaming “Dalton, if you don’t…..” at the top of is lungs after me. Now I was of the thinking that this was the most brilliant of games, and never really was understand why e did not be so appy with this game as I was, specially as e did go a lovely shade of fushia by the end.
However one day after we ad been playing the game, and I ad let im catch me, he said (inbetween MASSIVE gasps of air and slightly gritted teeth) “that’s it – you’re going to school” Now, if I is being onest I did not be worrying myself as I fought he would be soon forgetting, and went about life the appy go lucky treat stealing pup that I am. I WAS WRONG!
Manor Farm is the place I was sent to be taught ow to be a nice dog and learn to do all sorts of fings. When I first arrived I was so excited, lots of new sniffs to be sniffing and there was SO many dogs to be meeting……then I was introduced to my teachers – Vickie, Marketa and Marc (e is the eadmaster and does be doing the most impawtant of the teaching). They did be seeming lovely so I wasn’t too upset when I ad to wave goodbye to the boss and start wiv my learning.
If I is onest wiv you I was not so impressed with the teachers at the start, no matter ow many times I did push my nose into their closed fist (where I knew there was noms which were meant for my stomach) they would not be opening and just kept repeating fings to me – sit, (pause) sit (longer pause) Dalton sit – now I did stand there for ages doing my bestest tail waves, and sticking my in between their fingers to try and get the noms, but they was not forthcoming!! Finally I was all out of ideas (and a bit board if I is onest) so I fought enough is enough and decided to rest my weary back legs, and you’ll never guess but when I did this the hand did be opening and the noms were mine – result!
I soon made a furiend Finn, who I met when we bofe arrived first for lunch – a dog after my own heart! and together the two of us did ave so much fun!
I was top of the class at unting and finding the ball (marc was very impressed wiv me) although he did not fink that me doing laps of honour aving found ball, with ball in mouth
and Finn barking encouragement was as impressive!! He also got a strop on when Teal (she is very lovely) did distract me from listening to him, and I was put in detention – pfft!
I was aving such a luvly time I was almost sad to see the boss come to take me home, parantly Ernest ad been worried bout me and insisted on coming wiv dad to rescue me.
I did tell im all bout the fun I did ave and that soon it would be his turn to be taught! I also told im wiv a little bit of training on our part Vickie, Marketa and Marc (ok maybe Marc would need slightly more than a little) would soon be right on track wiv their nom dispensing!