It’s not strictly my birthday but I am five months old today.
My fellow Tweeter iTrixie tells me “… happy five months day! They start treating us less like pups and more like doggies at 6 months, so enjoy this month… ‘
If my person has her way I’ll be a baby dog forever. Jeeeez.
I feel older. I look older. Not old. But mature. That’s it. I’m maturing.
Ok. I may well lick my person’s face to wake her and yes, I wear a t-shirt that says ‘I don’t give a Shih Tzu’ but really I’m maturing.
My person broke the news to the man person that she didn’t think I needed training classes because I’m maturing naturally.
My man person didn’t like that one bit. He wants me to heel, come and go or something.
I guess I still have a lot to learn.