Go, me!

O excitement! I fit through the gap between the gate and the fence!

I CAN ESCAPE!

Er. Well. My head can escape. I still have to work on the rest of me.

I don't know what mymom was doing in the agility yard with Jean-Luc and Belle anyway. She gave them ALL THE COOKIES. She let them play with the Special Toy! Just because I got to go out and play on the baby dogwalk and run up and down the driveway and sit and mellow out and practice change of directions...that doesn't mean it can stop being ALL ABOUT ME.

I tried to dig my way out to mymom, but that was too slow. And I scolded her fiercely! No more puppy yips for me, now that I'm so big. I gave her a piece of my mind. BAWH!!!! BAWH!!! Just like that.

But then only my head escaped, so I had to wait for mymom to come open the gate. Wouldn't you know it, she closed it again while I was still on the wrong side of it. She obviously didn't learn her lesson. And she put a big metal bucket in front of the gate and then...then...she went right back to playing with BELLE! The WRONG DOG!

I was quiet, though. I have to think through my next training strategy for mymom. I guess she's harder to train than I thought she'd be.