I Graduated

It's been eight long weeks coming, but I finally did it. I graduated. I'm sure you're saying, you're 61 years old, you should have graduated a long time ago.
Oh, yeah, many years ago, I graduated from high school and apprenticeship school, but now I have graduated from Obedience School. No, Susan didn't take me there. Winston, my six month old Boxer/Great Dane mix completed obedience training. We ran through our accomplishments as he responded to the commands of "come", "sit", "down", "stand", "leave it", and "stay". That all sounds pretty simple until your in an enclosed wire ring with all kinds of strangers walking by distracting your dog.

All in all, it was a great experience, as one of the ladies who was in the class with me commented on how she could really tell a difference in how Winston has grown and how the bond between us have developed. So, now, as soon as I can get the next class fee saved up, Winston and I are off the the Intermediate Class where they will again instruct my dog, and train me. Winston came through with flying colors. I, on the other hand, still have trouble getting the right commands to come out of my mouth.

It's nice to say that I have finally accomplished something.