So the new dog is now going to school on Saturdays, because the Boyfriend thought that was a good thing to do since the new dog appears to be appreciably smarter than the old dog who won’t do much of anything unless there is food involved. The first day of class was last week, and apparently it all went well, with no dog fights or pooping on the floor or throwing up in the car. The new dog, however, is smart enough that he has a real attitude when he’s asked to practice and do homework – he’s all like “seriously, you want me to do that Again? And seriously, dude, human, if you don’t put that damn clicker down I’m going to bite you right on the ankle and just take the damn treats from you”. I suspect the new dog would be happier in computer camp than dog obedience class.