OK. So even though Mom keeps our nails and snowshoes trimmed, and even though our tile floor has some texture to it, sometimes we slip. Mom and Dad bought us a non-slip rug to put by the door so we won't slip going from the laundry room down the one step into the garage!
At first, Cam wasn't sure about it ...
|"See? Check out her ears. Those are uncertain ears."|
"I'm not sure about this. It's new. And I might still slip."
Mom let her take things at her own pace, stayed calm, gave rewards ...
|"I'm starting to like this thing!"|
"See? Wait ... 'rewards'? Is she getting treats?"
And before we knew it ...
|"I LOVE this! I'm not slipping!!!"|
See? Happy ears! The good news is no more slipping! Ah... but what of the even better news I mentioned? Step right this way, dear readers!
|"Right this way!"|
|"It came in a BOX!!!"|
Mom apologizes for the poor photo of me getting into the box. She actually - get this - didn't think I'd want to get into this one. Does she even KNOW me?!!? I mean - it's a BOX!!!
Yeah. It's been a box-a-palooza around here! What great times! I'm happy about our good news, but am even happier about the even better news!