Human puppies and cheese treats

Hello outside world:

Again it's been a long time I managed th get paw time on the keys, and
again so much has happened. I will start by telling you that one day
Micki came to pick us up, and we drove to the furniture store. There the
humans had food, the ladies bought some wooden boards of varying sizes,
put them into the car, and then we walked back inside the store. Chris
picked up the harness and told me forward. Micki only followed and did
not say a word. So I followed the pointers on the ground, until I
spotted a Daniel. Chris says it wasn't Daniel, but instead it was a lady
in a wheelchair. Hey, all wheelchair drivers have to be Daniel, and they
have to be as cool as he. I took Chris there, for maybe she'd wanted to
speak to Daniel, but it was a lady for sure, and she gave me a quick
pet, as did the lady acconmanying her. Then Chris told me forward, and I
searched for the next pointer on the ground. Only in the plants area I
cannot find the pointers, that's where Micki helped us, until I saw the
pointers again and took Chris right past the checkouts. She says I a a
great dog, always opting to go straight to the exit without the checkout
stop. This time it didn't matter, because we hadn't bought anything.

Then we went shopping in the food store, where we stopped at two other
stores, one with coffee and one with weird clothes that consist mainly
of small straps.

And after the food store we went back home, where Micki looked at the
almost finished kitchen. She generally liked it but was not sure about
the worktop, Chris' most favourite item.

The next day Chris was working from home, and it was really sunny. Then
the sister Suse came, picked us up and we went to the furniture store
again, this time only to the counters near the doors. We also met the
cool friend who now works in the store. Then Suse also looked at the
kitchen and was not sure about the worktop, either. Chris doesn't mind,
at least there is something to talk about in the kitchen.

The next few days passed by quietly, until one morning Chris called to
wake up Mr Mylove, and he told her that he was father to a newborn human
puppy. Ooh I don't like human puppies, they are so tiny and move so
weirdly. But Chris was happy about that news. The baby, as Chris calls
it, not puppy, is well and healthy, and Mylove was really proud and
happy and immediately went to see him. He's still there, I believe.

How can it be that he has a human puppy? Chris laughs and explains that
he is the father, and a human mother had given birth to that male new
human. He will grow up and be tall as most other humans, but that will
take much longer than it takes for me to grow up. I wonder if human
puppies have obedience and recall training, too, when they're puppies.
His name is Elias, Chris tells me, and there won't be explicid obedience
sessions, but it will be worked on constantly. He won't have to lie down
on any ground on command, but he will have to sit still during dinner
and learn how to use those hand extentions for eating and more of those
human curiosities.

And yesterday, o goodness, I had my kitchen debut. I walked into the
kitchen, knowing that there was cheese on the worktop. I stood up tall
and had most of it, and Chris was later on wondering where it had gone.
She then walked into the kitchen, called me to come inside, but I did
not. She sat me down in front of the kitchen and then called me inside,
but I knew what had gone wrong, so tried to make up and did not move an
inch. Then Chris called me to my mat and that was it. At night I
received a smaller portion of food, too bad, because she knew by now
where the cheese had gone. She says I am very smart, because I know she
had found out, and I know from her view I was on the wrong side, even
though the chees had been delicious. But when the head of the pack is
angry, you'd better be very quiet and obedient at all times!

Allright, we've got to goo to work very soon, cheers for the moment, Quito.