Uh oh...

Arf. Gracie here.

Last week Mom Cathy dropped me off at daycare while she
ran errands. Yay! I loved playing with one of the pugs.
So I was exhausted when she came to pick me up.

But my ears perked up when she started talking to the
resident dog trainer.

"Jumping on people."
"Pulling on the leash."
"Eating stuff on the street."

Busted. Mom's got that look in her eye. She even picked
up some training tips.

When I got home I jumped on the big old tabby cat, just
to show I was still my old lively self. I got a swat on
the nose.

Life is going to be different around here.