I'm A Bad, Bad Human!

I've been guilty of it before, but I thought I had the situation under control until this morning. I have in the past, had a tendency to let Lucy get away with something that she's not really supposed to be doing in the interest of snapping a really darling picture. I've worked so hard the last month or so to try to be the "strong human" and immediately correct her rather than running for the camera.

This morning, Lucy and I were on the deck, I was drinking coffee and Lucy was playing with a bone when the neighbor started cutting his grass. The sliding glass door was open and I didn't think anything of it when Lucy went flying in the house. When I went in, I couldn't find her. I figured she had gone upstairs to explore, but upon further investigation, I found Lucy on the couch (where she's not allowed to be), looking out the window, watching the neighbor on the tractor. Lucy's fascinated by tractors, but I never expected her to make this connection between the living room window and the neighbor on the tractor!

I admit, all I could think was "Where is my camera?" I'm living proof that even the strongest willed of people will eventually slip up when there's a boxer in the midst of something way too cute to resist capturing.

To the best of my knowledge, Lucy has never been on that couch before, and I have no idea what made her decide that this was going to be the morning to try it out. She seems to be doing a lot of the "testing the waters" thing, just to see what she can get away with the last couple of days. I don't think I've ever said the word "NO" so many times in one day!

For the last 2 days, Lucy has been completely crazy about playing fetch with her squeaky gator toy and her Daddy! (And her Daddy is quite thrilled that Lucy is taking an interest in fetching- even if it isn't a tennis ball!)

Yesterday morning, she would bring the gator up to the hot tub and her Daddy would tease her with it a little bit and then toss it out to the yard for Lucy to go get it. Lucy would jump down off the step, run out into the yard, and she would come running right back with it and they would go through the whole thing again.

I wasn't the least bit surprised when Lucy appeared on the deck this morning with her dirty little gator in her mouth, and her little butt wiggling. She didn't drop it at my feet, but she did let me take it from her, play with her a bit and throw it out into the yard.

I nearly had a heart attack when Lucy dived off the edge of the deck (it's 48 inches off the ground!) instead of taking the stairs, but she got the gator and brought him back to me- and didn't seem the least bit stunned after her swan dive into the yard. There's just never a dull moment- good thing I hadn't just taken a sip of coffee or I probably would have choked!

We're at work now, Lucy's sound asleep on her dog bed! She had a busy morning, and so did I. Do you think anyone would notice if I curled up right next to my little boxer and caught a few zzzz's? Probably!