I KNOW I was supposed to "heel".
And I KNOW mom yelled "NO!" at me to remind me.
But that doesn't mean she has to laugh at me and tell everyone about me "attacking" a little stone bunny garden ornament.
I mean, I didn't exactly "attack" it, I just sort of charged it and swatted it with my paw.
Also, I don't think it was right for her to laugh so hard at me freaking out over the swimming buoy in the lake. I'd never seen one before, and you have to admit, they look like something that should be barked at.
And pounced on when they don't respond.
And run away from when they duck you under the water, and then come up under your belly with the rope.
I'm not sure my dignity can survive another walk with mom.