Today was training day. Tino was only half as crazy as usual. I don’t know whether to be relieved or concerned. My dogs were still the craziest, of all the dogs at training. Mu, the seasoned veteran, almost 9 years old, with over 300 found cats under his belt, was still barking nearly nonstop, and he galloped about when it was his turn to work. On the drive to training, Tino actually just laid down and rested about half the time. And when we got close to the park, he was merely excited, not uncontrollably crazy. Lately, I have been talking to him, telling him that he doesn’t need to be so crazy all the time. It actually seems like he’s starting to listen to me. But now I’m worried that he’s sick or something. Although I would be relieved to not have to constantly battle with Tino to avoid one or both of us getting killed, I would also be a little sad to see Valentino acting like a mature, grown up dog, instead of a puppy. Be careful what you wish for, I guess. If this is the new Tino, only half as crazy, I will learn to live with it and enjoy the halfway calmness.
The puppy was there again.