Who Let the Dogs Out?

Jon received his pre-ordered version of NCAA College Footbal 2007 today (yeah, I know that's not the name, but I don't see the box anywhere close by me... and I'm too lazy to look it up). Needless to say, you can probably guess where Jon's been and what he's been doing for the whole day. It's amazing that he gets so much enjoyment out of it. In anticipation of receiving his pre-ordered copy, he's been practicing on the downloaded version he put onto the XBox. It took him HOURS to download... and it would only allow 1 minute quarters... and you could only play as Florida (against Florida State). But he's been "practicing" with that for a few days now. And finally, today, he's got the real thing. It's very exciting times at our house.

Adding to the excitement earlier this evening was our trip to the doggy-lady's house. She's the most recommended trainer in our area. And Kona tried to bite her. Leslie (that's the trainer's name) seemed shocked that Kona was so aggressive toward her. I was like... PLEASE HELP US. I swear, this dog is soooo weird. She's aggressive as hell toward any stranger, other dog, passerby, golf cart, bicycle, etc. But Cooper can menace the crap out of her at will. All he has to do is jump at her and she gives up whatever toy or treat she was working on. And at night, God forbid Kona actually gets up on the bed. Cooper makes sure she knows she's not allowed. Plus, all I have to do is look at her with my mean look (perhaps some of you know it?!) and she rolls over into her "I'm a submissive good girl, please don't be mad at me" pose.

So, after Kona tried to maim the trainer, she also tried to attack another Jack that's in the "small-group class" we attended. And she didn't like the other people there either. One time, the trainer was attempting to get the dogs to go up an agility ramp (for lack of a better phrase, that's what we'll call it) and Kona acted bite-y again. So, the trainer had to come hold Cooper & have ME try to entice Kona up the ramp thingie. This dog of Jon's, I swear. Cooper was actually decent... aside from trying to bite me (well, gnaw on me is the more appropriate way to put it) when he got frustrated with me trying to make him sit the trainer's way. He was like... um, don't you remember that I KNOW how to sit already? Believe me, Coop, if I could've just done it our way, I WOULD'VE.

Here's to hoping they get better with more work...