Saturday, May 12, 2007
Yes, pet the cute doggie. Pleeease...

I look at you, you look at me. Our eyes meet from across the room. My soft brown eyes and sweet panting smile call to you... "Come, pet me. Come to me. I need to be petted. You can not resist me."

Ok I know this is not what a service dog is supposed to do, but I just can't help myself, and in my defense these humans seem to have little self control as well. It can be so boring when I'm out working with my human. Especially if she doesn't want or need me to do anything more than sit-stay or down-stay. Where is the fun in that? Is a little lovin' such a bad thing, really?

Normally when we are out in public I stick to my humans' side and behave very well, but I also start sending out the "pet me vibe" within moments of hitting a crowd. I know it's only a matter if time before I melt through the hustle and bustle of the busy humans activities and I'm noticed. That's when I'll smile sweetly, let my tongue hang out just a little; I've snared them in to my hypnotic gaze. I only need to wait a few minutes more before I'm rewarded for all my effort and receive a loving pat on the head.

Granted once one human has touched me all bets are off. I'm totally focused on locating the next weak... umm I mean soft hearted human to lure in.

There is a down side too all of this hard work. I stop paying attention to my human and I've been known to walk into the scooter when she makes a turn, or get a quick tug on the leash when she takes off when I'm not paying attention. Oh and apparently our outings get cut a little short due to my lack of attention on my human. "What, you needed me to fetch that? But I want to see if this person over here will pet me first. Oh look another person. Ya, I'll get back with you later mom!"

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