This is Seamus the Boston Terrier, and I really want to be friends with him!
Blog Entry 7
In the Doghouse
Mom says I disappointed her this week :(
Her friend Christina has a fun Boston Terrier called Seamus. I met him when I was a puppy, and we got on famously.
This Thursday Mom took me outside into my play area, and there was Seamus! I was so excited that I ran over and chased him.
All of a sudden everyone was mad at me! What had I done?
Mom pulled me away. She said I should have said 'Hello' to Seamus first. Why? I did that the last time we saw each other!
Anyway, Seamus ran to his Mom. I strained to pull away and go play with him, but Mom held onto me and told me to calm down. How well does it work for you when someone tells you to calm down, huh?
When I was set free again, Seamus still didn’t want to play with me. Mom said I was too rough.
So our moms put us on the leash and took us for a walk down to the horse barn. It was tough, having to keep away from Seamus. He stayed on the other side of his mom, and my Mom made me walk next to her.
We went down to the riding arena, and walked around in the sand.
By then I was a bit quieter on the leash, and on the way back up to the barn Seamus seemed a little less worried about me.
But our moms still wouldn’t let us be together. :(
My Mom told me that we’ll try it again, but next time we’ll go for a walk first, on neutral ground, to see if I can be less rambunctious with Seamus after that.
She isn’t pleased with me: I’m the first dog Seamus has been afraid of. She pointed her finger at me and said 'That's nothing to be proud of.'
Here's Seamus getting on great with the other dogs in the dog park. Why can't I do that?
Why should Seamus be afraid of me? I’m such a fun dog - I don't get it.
Mom says I’m 'too much,' whatever that means, and keeps muttering on about how we need someone called Cesar Millan to come and help.
Frankly, I don’t think I need any help. But that’s just my doggy opinion, and who’s going to listen to me??