Katie the dog and I are just back from doggie school.  Another evening of sitting too long and working on stuff too little.  I hope the class gets better.  Soon.  Katie likes it because the instructor advocates training using treats, and she gets a LOT of treats in class.  So much that I didn’t even feed her dinner before we left.  I figure she gets more at school than she would have in her dinner dish at home.  She figured out there was a road trip in store for her about an hour before we had to leave, and disappeared down the hall and into her crate in a bid to stay home and send me to doggie school by myself.  Silly dog.  Once there she did really well when we traded dogs in order to get them used to being with other people.  Each of us was supposed to take our neighbor’s dog, get them to sit and then give them a treat.  We worked our way around the circle like that until our own dog was returned to us.  Katie turned down turkie hot dogs, deli meat and cooked chicken from assorted pet owners.  She accepted the pieces of carrot or dog food presented to her.  Really silly dog.

As for me, I hadn’t eaten before we left either, and I was starving by the time we got out of class.  People didn’t get any treats, even if we did sit.  To compound matters, I signed up for Weight Watchers online last Thursday and have been really good so far in my first week of eating within my points allotment.  So I couldn’t just stop anywhere to get something to eat.  And to make matters even worse, the doggie school is located in a spot that requires me to drive by Cooks Dairy Farm where they make and sell the most wonderful homemade ice cream.  It was hard, but I managed not to stop at Cooks, and came home and made myself a bunch of vegetables.  Which were pretty good, but not as good as ice cream.

Next week I have a job interview with a public library within 30 miles of me!  It’s a library I’d love to work for, so wish me luck!