See, I moved my paw out. I have no idea why my bowl is empty or why my paws and neck are wet.
What? Are you yelling at cute little ME? Did you say, “Harry, NO!” again??
Tipping my water bowl over five times a day is a lot of work. I could use another nap.
And so it goes for 11-week-old Harry. Learning to be a therapy dog is hard, but he is making great progress in the schools. He loves people! He is doing a fantastic job with “sit” and “come” as long as there are plenty of yummy beef liver treats available.