Brilliant, Patient Pup

Friday’s picture of Tempi,

reminds me of the old story of her and the pink blanket. I’ve told it before but it’s worth repeating.

Tempi and Zoe didn’t seem to have trouble understanding that the rule about getting on furniture depended on whose house you were at. But it was probably confusing when Torben’s sister got a new pup and the pup was allowed on the furniture at Torben’s folks’ place. Was that a new rule for everyone?

So Tempi went over to the couch, making sure Kaitlin was watching, and looked at Kaitlin. Kaitlin said no, still no couch. So Tempi went over to the ottoman, which had a pink blanket on it, and she put her paw on the blanket and looked at Kaitlin. Kaitlin said that as long as Tempi was on the blanket it was all right. OK, the ottoman was better than nothing.

Later in the evening Kaitlin forgot about the pink-blanket rule and moved it to the couch. Tempi remembered and took a well-deserved snooze.

Intelligence and patience is a powerful combination.

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24 Responses to Brilliant, Patient Pup

  1. tammyj says:

    o great scot! how I LOVE dogs! and Tempi especially! LOLOL!
    these pictures and the story are precious. and I seldom use that word. 😀 XO

  2. Ginny Hartzler says:

    So well behaved and obedient!!

  3. Catalyst says:

    But she has her eyes open, looking for any rebuke.

  4. The OP Pack says:

    One very smart pup:)

  5. A smart girl, and a sweet story too. ?

  6. Ann Thompson says:

    I love that story and I love the picture of Tempi on the pink blanket. What a smart girl she is.

  7. Rose says:

    Yes! This is always a fun story to read or hear. One that every time it is thought about brings a smile.

  8. Myra Guca says:

    I hadn’t heard that story before, but I love it! Lassie and RinTinTin, move over …. there’s a new star in town.

  9. Cindi says:

    Thanks for sharing!
    This really made me smile.
    😀

  10. MadSnapper says:

    my heart is melting into a pool on the floor, and I can’t decide if it is the photo or the story making it melt

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