Though I have only had Dayton for a little under two months, he has learned so much, and I can't help but be incredibly proud of him.
Today, I realized how much easier he is to manage than he was when he first came home. He no longer pops up like a jack-in-the-box on the bus. He lays down when I tell Kirby to lay down, he scoots himself under the seats on the bus. He can rest peacefully while I am in a meeting or out to dinner for over an hour without a single complaint.
Today, I was also reminded that he is still just a puppy. He was very whiny in class tonight. I thought a trip outside would solve the problem, but no such luck. It turns out all he wanted was to get out on the floor and show his stuff. As soon as his turn was over, he went right to sleep. I do get to class early every week because of the bus schedule, so maybe if we do a recall or two or just some simple obedience before class officially starts, he'll settle down better.
Regardless, I have no place to complain on any level about his manors, his intellegence or his performance. He makes me look good, and I am so proud to be raising such a handsome and smart animal.