Life on the Leash

I often hold training sessions in the store before I open. Since Sum is my constant companion now, he has to come and hang behind the counter while my clients and I click-click-click our canine student. The poor guy knows what the clicker means, so every so often he’ll give a little whine, as if to say, “I can come when called! Let me try too!”

Sumner visits during “recess.” He does some consensual sniffing with the student-dog, then gets to begging. And drooling.

The poor red chair!