First Day!

Yesterday was Oscar Baby Brudder's first day of school! He had to go to obedience class. I know that class because I rocked it a couple of years ago. Star pupil. So I gave the dude some lessons--like the clicky thingy means snacks. So long as that's in the ape's hands, listen to what they say. Otherwise--ignore 'em.

Here's the baby in the backseat of the Mystique. His eyes are closed because he's concentrating, trying to remember what I told him.


Here he is in class showing his mad sitting skillz. He is in class with another dude from the SPCA, the dog formerly known as T-Bone. He was hit in the face with a shovel but now is named Jackson and lives with new peeps.


On the wise advice of some of my friends I did NOT teach Oscar my mad begging skillz.


But I did teach him the art of the bully stick. He looks decidedly doofus.


Still dorky, but better.


Here's where I show him how to chew with dignity.

Here he is with my sissy. Can you tell who is who? Um, the baby has to be on a leash or he rassles with sissy. Also, he has a different collar on because he chewed through his other one. No joke.


Eyes on your own paper, bud.


And don't even think about coming near the Diaboli-Wally's.