I Knew if I was good , I would be able to go someday, today was the day…Daddog is always going somewhere.. I ask if I can go and the answer is always NO.. sometimes I get to go for a ride , I do love rides,, When Daddog goes somewhere to work it means I’m going to guard Momdog or go in the back-yard…Today much top my surprise..He asked ,if I wanted to go HELP…He said I had to be very good and Not bark at the power tools… I did fairly well ,, the demo-hammer startled me and I gave it a good bark.. I have always Barked at gas operated tools ,watching Daddog pull on that cord, well a GirlDog has limits,, but after two pulls I stopped right on cue… I’m a WORKINDOG.,,, Life just got Better