Daisy has an air of entitlement. It’s not her fault. What trainers refer to as “commands,” Frank has always referred to as “suggestions.”
Case in point. Daisy has a nice, comfy L.L. Bean bed. She spends nights there but prefers to nap on a couch. Truthfully, I don’t have a problem with that. Okay, I’m not that good at training either. Aware of her preference and in hopes of keeping the couches slightly less covered with dog hair, I bought washable covers that we leave on unless we have company.
This has worked pretty well until yesterday. For some reason, she found the cover offensive. She pulled it off and left it in a crumpled heap on the floor. Then, she climbed on the couch and took a nap.
We didn’t disturb her.