Perfect pooch

Yesterday I was in the dog house. Yesterday I went ballistic at every single bus that I saw on my walk. Yesterday Ann was really unhappy with me.

Today I am not in the dog house. Today I have ignored every single bus that I have seen. Today Ann is really happy with me. Today I have been a perfect pooch.

This afternoon we had a little trek into town (and a play in Prince's Street Gardens), which obviously meant that I saw lots and lots of buses. But do you know what?.......................... I didn't go mad at any of them. So the question is? Why was today different? Why did I not go mad at buses today?

…............OK................ so I know that Ann was pretty angry with me yesterday, but do you really think I've got the intelligence to realise that and turn into a perfect pooch overnight?

Ann says that sometimes, life with a gorgeous little collie, is a mystery???!!!