Millie’s Obedience School Diaries: Week Two

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Yesterday was another stressful day for me, Myfie and Ellie. I think I am starting to see why all the people don’t like Mondays very much. There were male humans all over the house that were not family, I have come to recognise them as ‘workmen’. Anyway, they were there all day long and making lots of noise. I didn’t really mind them being there, they are just new fans, though these sort of people seem to very rarely have time to give me the attention I deserve. This is a waste of my extra special tail wagging, so it’s quite annoying. Ellie really struggles when these people are in the house, she shouts the entire time. She’s my sister so it would be rude not to join in. I don’t think you people realise that although barking is a lot of fun; keeping it up for a long time can be tiring.
Anyway, the absolute best part about them being there, was that they needed to use the gate a lot. So every time we wanted to do our business, we had to go on a little walk! This was great and we made sure to look like we needed the toilet A LOT. That, together with the barking wore us all out quite a bit… and then mum put my lead on again and we went in the car.


I don’t mind the car… when it is light outside. Mum talks to me in the car and I like to listen to the radio, I don’t much like mum singing along though (what a racket!!). When she starts that nonsense I find any bit of her I can rest my head on. I do this so she stops singing and to remind her I am there. Anyway, we weren’t in the car very long, maybe half an hour and we arrived at the big building from last week! I was anxious to get out of the car though and have a sniff about. There are so many great smells, I kind of started liking the place. Especially, when I bumped into people and they gave me cuddles and told me how beautiful I am. We walked down the corridors and I was quite happy to be there, mum opened a door and we started to walk in… and then I remembered; the big dogs! they were all there again. Why were we back here?? I tried to run out again, but I had my lead on so mum just walked us right on past them all and sat us down.


I hid under the chair, this time I got really far back, there was no way I was coming out again. The lady at the front of the room was talking for a long time though and the big dogs weren’t shouting much, so I came out and asked mum if I could sit on her knee, or maybe on the chair next to her. SHE WOULDN’T LET ME! Why not?? what possible reason can she have had for preventing that? I wasn’t happy, but then mum got on the floor and was telling me to ‘sit’ and ‘lie down’ and ‘stand’ again. Nope. Not doing it. Mum even tried to bribe me with carrots, my absolute favourite. Nope. All these big dogs were giving me the heebie jeebies, couldn’t concentrate on carrots at a time like this! They were all back to making so much noise again. I scarpered back under the chair, and then the lady that talks a lot made this hissing noise with a red can to make them all be quiet… and I did a little wee 😦 Nobody was cross with me, and I didn’t mean to do it. It was under the chair where I was hiding, which meant I would have to sit in it! So I definitely didn’t do it on purpose. Mum cleaned it up though and then I got to hide back under there.


But not for long, the lady that talks a lot then had mum do ‘health checks’ on us. This bit was OK because mum sat on the floor with me again and she looked into my eyes, ears, mouth and between my paws. Mum does this every day when she grooms me so we were both used to the drill here. Then it was time to walk about in a circle. Yep, with all the other dogs. Mum told me that we were learning to ‘walk to heel’… I’ve no idea what that meant, but she seemed pleased with me. It was no different to regular walking, except there were all the other dogs, which meant I walked directly by mums side for the entire time; rather than wherever I like. I tried a couple of times to walk in between mums legs when the others came close. I don’t think mum was pleased with that bit.

poor millie

The next time we got up and mum pulled me from under the chair it was home time! Mum was putting on her coat so I got very excited and even popped my head out from under the chair a little bit. Mum tried to take a few pictures of me, and this one was the best that she got because I wasn’t in the mood for sitting still for pictures. I look quite happy in it, and I was a little bit because it was finally time to leave. But I was also panting, rather than smiling. The lady that talks a lot, told mum that I  do this because I am stressed. The big dogs are barking because they are stressed, it’s just another way of letting it out.

I wish they would let it out like I do, then none of us would leave with a headache and I might not find them so scary.

Big Woofs, Millie x


Millie’s Obedience School Diaries: Week One

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Yesterday was a really big day! First I had to go and have the V.E.T. (strangest name I ever heard, does the guy think he is a rapper or something?) stab me with something. Every time that happens I mean to pay more attention, the way mum talks and the V.E.T tells her to ‘hold tight’ makes me think it’s supposed to hurt. It doesn’t, but if I remembered to whimper or flinch a bit then I’d probably get an extra treat at least. Ah well, I’ll try to think of that next time. Anyway, that bit was over really quickly and we had been sat in the waiting room for so long beforehand I think another day had passed. I wasn’t very impressed with that part. There were two other dogs sat next to me that were really big and WERE NOT Myfie and Ellie. They seemed friendly enough but, well, I really wasn’t in the mood and they were as tall as a dog house, which means scary; so I curled under mum’s chair for our entire wait.

After that we got back in the silver thing with wheels and mum took us somewhere else. I’d never seen THIS place before, it was a bit smelly if I’m honest and mum seemed a bit nervous. I didn’t want to stay, I was getting a bit tired and when we got indoors there were two MORE big dogs. The good bit was, there were a few people around without other dogs and they kept telling me I was beautiful, which I like. I wag my tail loads and act all excited when they pet me, which THEY like. Everybody is a winner. Then we were all called away and we got to walk along big shiny, slippery floors. My favourite, they feel so nice on my paws. We turned into the huge big room… and then I was DEAF!… Not really, but very nearly. There were seven, I counted them, SEVEN other dogs and they were ALL barking. They were louder than Ellie! And guess what? They were BIG. I decided that in the waiting room at the V.E.T.’s house, hiding under the chair hadn’t been so bad; so that’s what I did here too. I was feeling quite drowsy which mum said was probably because of my ‘jabs’. I hope that’s not some kind of disease or something.

Anyway, this lady, who I actually thought seemed really nice and probably wanted to stroke me (but I think she didn’t want to show favourtism), stood there and spoke to all the humans in the room. I’m pretty sure mum couldn’t hear what she was saying because of all the barking. But she kept talking anyway because they were not shutting up. I heard mum talking about me, she told the lady I was ‘two and a half years old, had been spayed and wasn’t naughty, but sometimes preferred not to listen and do what I like instead. She wanted me to be able to have a go at agility because she really thinks I might like it’. The lady agreed and told my mum that I suffered from ‘Princess Syndrome, it’s typical of the breed’ mum laughed and agreed with her. I wonder how she could tell I was a princess when I was sat under the chair!

After more talking, it was time for some chaos. All the people got off their chairs and were telling their noisy dogs, first to ‘sit’ then to ‘lie down’ and then to ‘stand up’.  Mum was also doing this with me, but, like I said, I really wasn’t in the mood and the treats that she had weren’t even interesting me. I just wanted a rest and was busy watching all the others. So dull, I can already do that stuff anyway! Well, I sit when mum asks me to. I’ll lie down when I want to thank you very much, and why are you asking me to stand up when you JUST told me to sit or lie down! Quite frankly the whole thing was ridiculous. I was pleased when they all stopped that nonsense and I could get back to having a nap under the chair.

The rest of the time, the lady was talking more and she put a big pile of collars and leads in the middle of the floor. I don’t know why mum was listening to this bit, she makes collars and leads so she can have as many as she likes. But she was listening, and she seemed to really not like some of them. They were being passed around the humans. Not all of them, but some of the ones that seemed to be made of hard, clinky-sounding stuff. All the people were putting them on their hands and pulling them really tightly, one of them had sharp things sticking out and mum REALLY didn’t seem to like that one. She passed it over very quickly. Once they stopped moving around I could get back to my nap and pretty soon it was time to go. I was really hoping that we weren’t now going on to somewhere with even more dogs. It was really dark outside now, and I am not much a fan of being in the big, moving, silver thing in the dark. But mum gave me some of the treats that I wouldn’t eat in the room, and I settled down on the seat, I kept a close eye on mum to make sure everything was o.k. and it seemed to be fine, no need to lift my head up.

Finally, after being out for probably a week! we got home. Myfie and Ellie were obviously really pleased to see me, so I jumped on them to show them I had missed them a little bit too. Also I wanted to show off. They could smell all these weird smells on me and I could tell they were really jealous. I was pleased to be back because it meant I could have a big long sleep. I did so on mum’s knee, she likes that, and I wanted to say thank you for spending some lovely time with her. She said we are going again next week and that I will enjoy it more because I will be more awake. She also said she is going to take carrots with her for my treats, which is good for two reasons: 1) Carrots are orangey, tasty, goodness and 2) I’ll get them all to myself because Myfie and Ellie won’t be there!

P.S. Mum says sorry there are no pictures in this really long post. She hopes that next time we will have more opportunities for her to get her phone out, and also that I won’t spend as much time under the chair…we’ll see

Big Woofs, Millie x