Dreams of The Wailua Homesteads Large Dog Park

I have felt a bit better, less on edge, since boot camp at Bark Bark BackYard. Yesterday, I was so pleased at how Kathy is learning to Walk Close me.  We were in perfect harmony, kind of like Jennifer Kolde and her husband ball room dancing.

But today something just is not right. I could almost hear Caesar Milan whispering, "excess energy". When they put me in my crate, which is a lot of the time, I dream of the dog park. Running and jumping and sniffing and catching Ball and sniffing and playing with other dogs.