Now you see me now you don't. Go.
I know, crazy, barely a year old and she can already carry a conversation.
You're a 1 year old German Shepherd Dog who speaks in complete sentences, of course we can play now you see me now you don't.
Go.
The camera doesn't go that far, we can hardly see you. Let's try a different one, ready?
Go.
A little close, don't you think?
No. But I do think my shoulders look good.
Daddy's G - A Model Female Dog just turned 1 and already adorns her own curves like a mature adult. I laughed.
What in the hell did you just say?!
Eh! Get your asses back here!
I say asses like she has two. It's the only time I say it plural—ass. Not sure why that is. Less aggressive, I guess. When we fight I don't say who wants to get their ass kicked, it's who wants to get their asses kicked! She's a real sharp dog—picks up on my slang quick. Proper English is so hostile.
Eh! Get your fuckin ass back here!
Cool wooden bridge that weaves around the forest, ready?
Go.
Nice! Same trail but this time covered in leaves, ready?
Go.
O0oooh, look at you all scary dog. Alright, scary dog, how'bout smiling dog, ready?
Go.
L o L
That's sleeping dog! Smiling dog's where you stick your tongue out like Gene Simmons, remember?
I'm done go get a stick now and then throw it and then I will go get it but I won't bring it back and instead I will run the other way and then you will say all the same stuff you always say to talk me into bringing it back but I don't know how many times we have to go over this if you want it back GET A RETRIEVER I love that game! Go.
I'm surprised you made it this long. You're usually over it before we start. I got one more I think you might like, though, with a backdrop primed for chameleon dog, ready?
CHAMELEON!!!!
Go.
Got a stick in mind or will any of these work?
I'm looking at it.
"That one," she said. "No, that one." I must've picked up a dozen sticks. Had me going in circles. Couldn't make her mind up; too short, too sharp, too dark, "the car one!!"
One more.
This one?
No!
Ok.
Wait!
Ok.
Now you see me now you don't. One more. Car dog.
Car dog?
Sit.
Ok.
Radars hip bone, you know, car dog goes like an oscillator.
Atlas is Czech. Her English is still a little rough. Radar's the donkey. She's talking about Founder, the Mustang. He and Radar are bound at the hip. She's eerie sharp. Mustang, 'the car one,' funny.. close enough! No idea where she picked up oscillator, though.
Mustang dog, ready?
Go.
I've been teaching her how to drive, too, now she thinks she's a horse. Only when there's no traffic, of course, I'm not crazy. She's not ready for the open road yet anyway but loves it when I stick my head out the window. Pura says she can hear her laughing her asses off all the way at the edge of the property.
