"Thank heavens for the mute button."
That's what Gail said at the end of my hour long online induction to the Awesome Paws Academy this week.
Look, I thought teachers liked it when pupils showed signs of wanting to participate in class. So what if I barked (quite a lot) and tried to climb up on Gail's lap to use the chat function? And then walked all over the keyboard, briefly causing us to exit the Zoom session. At least we didn't miss the important bit about remembering to bring along a large volume of 'high value' treats to the 'in real life' classes, which start next week. And Gail learned a useful new term, 'land shark', for puppies with sharp teeth.
Anyway, I don't believe one can get expelled from Puppy School on the basis of performance at the online induction.
Gail is not so sure. When the session ended she poured herself a stiff drink but I still wanted her undivided attention. Perhaps she needs to go back to school herself, where she might learn it is unwise to try to fend off an over-excited land shark with one hand while holding a full glass of red wine in the other.
So my eleventh week ended with a sticking plaster on Gail's hand and the mop in action on the tile floor. And for once it was not for puppy pee....
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