According to the guide dog manual, this is the age where I start to test authority. Hmmmm, I wonder if Mom's noticed that I'm not listening to her every command anymore... Shhh, don't tell her. She's used to me displaying exemplary behaviour.
But when she's not looking, I run the classroom!!!
7 Months is also the age in which protective-territorial feelings emerge. Well, this I think is true. Mom and Dad took me to the mall on Sunday and the Woolworths window had been changed. Now there are a whole bunch of men in boots and hats looking out of the shop window. They just stand still the whole time, but I'm sure they're up to something! So, of course I growled and barked at them. Mom said I shouldn't, but she should know that I'm really just trying to protect her. You never know what men in hats will do!
I'm supposed to show a greater interest in my surroundings now. Well, I've discovered butterflies. They're pretty cool to chase. I've also figured out that kids leave bits of their lunch on the playground. Mom tells me I have to "leave it" but some of them tidbits just smell SO yummy and enticing. I must have gotten hold of something not so yummy though because I've been under the weather for a few days with a runny tummy and then throwing up foam. Arrrgh. Mom made me stay home from school, but that was ok. Gus took good care of me and let me sleep with him in his basket.
I think I'm feeling better now or I would if only mom would just get the camera out of my face!
