Hello it is I, River Song, taking over as your Monster Pack correspondent for K9 Kamp because Pocket says memories of performing the camp with Foley makes her melancholy but I think she wants me out there hitting the pavement so she gets Mommy’s lap.
I love all sorts of exercise. My favorite one is the zooms. That is when I run back and forth, leaping from piece of furniture to piece for furniture, bouncing off the back of the couch like The Rock ready to drop Griffon’s elbow, and running, stopping, turning, and running until I collapse.
But I do provide quite the challenge for the walker, which would be my Daddy. I am descended from the dogs of Mid-Europe who are known for their unique walking styles, featuring starting, stopping, turning, jumping, and attempting to knock down our companion like a wobbly bowling pin.
Now I don’t mean to brag but I think I am one of the most creative walkers in the dog world. I am trying to get Pocket to walk like I do because I think we could go for the gold in the synchronized walking event in the dog Olympics but she insists on walking in at least a semi-straight line.
This is an example of my walking style. I start on the left. I take four steps forward then three to the right stepping in front of the human who has to side step me as I quickly take five to the left pulling the leash taut and throwing my connected human off balance. Then, while he is off balance, I run forward five steps pulling him forward then stop so he has to sidestep me again, although at this time I would just walk into me but pet parents would rather rip open their achilles tendon then step on their pet. Then, as he is leaning forward, off balance, I pretend to see something behind me, and run in the other direction. Basically walking me is like standing on a balance ball. It is excellent to teach a human how to balance. (This doesn’t work for drunk humans. If a drunk human walked me they would seem perfectly upright. I may become the first service dog for drunk drivers. If they get pulled over I can get them to walk straight.)
Ao I anxiously await the beginning of K9 Kamp so I can get my walking and my sie stepping agility in while training my Daddy to be able to speed up. slow down, spin around, walk backwards, and dance if I choose to.
I have heard, in the past, that Foley and Pocket almost killed Daddy during K-9 Kamp. Well, I’m just the dog to get it done.