Dog Lover

House Training Part 1: A Little Dab’ll Do Ya

Lesson 15: A diploma for Keke

When I first moved into my current dwelling, The Management started talking about “house training” almost from Day One. It made perfect sense. I mean, here I was, a new resident in a big place. I needed orientation and was open to learning new skills.

From my first inspection, I realized my role in this new place. It reeked of unnatural smells and needed a little freshening. A little dab of poop over here, a little spritz of pee over there, and soon it would smell like a proper kennel.

There was even a reward system. Each time I added my sweet perfume to a new spot in the dwelling, they carried me outside for a breath of fresh air and a lovely garden salad.

Later, they laid a commemorative paper over one of the spots I had perfumed. It wasn’t fancy, but I believe it was my diploma. Very thoughtful.

Et voilà! Graduated from house training in no time!

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