November 30, 2007

White Dog is sometimes an enigma. She held a scrap of plain white paper in her mouth as she growled, bared her teeth and refused to give it up in exchange for the tasty dog treat that Steve offered. She even ignored my stern, usually no-fail, "Bring It!" even though she knew she had crossed the line. White Dog did drop it, too late, as Steve carried her (still snarling) to the front porch for a session of puppy "time out!"