Sugar, who is nobody's fool, took to watching TV news today when the camel corps galloped into Cairo's Tahrir Square. I think there were horses, or nags or something, as well, because Sugar kept yipping at the crowds separating and jostling on the screen.
She sat down right in front of the set and lifted her front paw when a picture appeared showing a camel rider slashing a large sign with a photo of Mubarak touched up to resemble Hitler, with a little black mustache and swept-over-the-forehead hair.
Sugar held her right paw in mid-air. It looked like a salute.
I yelled, "Stop it, Sugar!" I hope she isn't a fan of the Mubarak regime. That wouldn't make her a popular Poodle. And naturally, we want our little ones to grow up to be popular among their peers, lest they feel like dorks. For a parent (or a human) there's nothing more humiliating than a teen's accusing eyes, eyes that moodily say, "You made me turn out this way. I have no friends and it's all because of you."
We also did some clicker training today. Today's lesson, with the help of Cheerios and tiny bits of pickled tongue, was, "Look me in the eye, Sugar," then click, then toss a Cheerio on the floor. It's very important for the young to look you straight in the eye, for their own safety. Sugar got it. She's terribly intelligent. I hope she's not betting on the wrong horse (or camel) in Egypt.
Of course Sugar is intelligent - she takes after her mother, doesn't she? - Lahni
ReplyDeleteOh, Lahni. That's so sweet. You arf.
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