I am officially a good citizen (whatever that means) Mum plucked up her courage and took me back to training only to be told the exam was the next day well I was a very good boy and passed my bronze. Even if I did have an itchy ear in the stay and mum hyperventilated every time I twitched it. Don't think anyone told the examiner guy that I threatened to take out the rottiexmalamute who had the afront to keep looking at me.

 

Me & the grouchy one who isn't a good citizen. Hah.

The grouchy one very occassionally has good ideas the past few nights shes been trying to destuff my teddy which I have valiantly guarded and mum has patched a bit. So I decided to copy her and kill squeaky duck well he doesn't squeak anymore and the floor looks like when we get the cold stuff outside.
Somehow I don't think mum is impressed with my new skill what shiba of old used to hunt I'm going one step further and gutting my prey for her.
Jeez no gratitude.

grouchy one with MY teddy