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Teaching my boy to drive the Frogeye...

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... and I think (at approaching 4 years old) he's getting the hang of it. The peddles continue to be a problem though. Busby (a Westie) will be nearly as good a driver as my about-to-turn 28 year old mechanical engineer son. :yesnod:
 

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:yesnod: Now, if only I had an opposable thumb, I could work this steering-wheel better.
 

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Or at least the "heel" stuff
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JPSmit said:
Or at least the "heel" stuff
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And he's not very good at that either. :laugh:
 
rlwhitetr3b said:
Careful he might bark the tires when he runs it through the gears. :driving:

You can friend the little fella at: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Busby/137215309678562#!/pages/Busby/137215309678562
 
Boink said:
JPSmit said:
Or at least the "heel" stuff
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And he's not very good at that either. :laugh:

Oral Roberts Dog Obedience School

I bought a dog, and he was a hopeless misbehaver. He chewed up the furniture, he crapped on the carpet, and he bit the UPS lady. We got thrown out of obedience school after he started a brawl. I was ready to have him put to sleep, but my vet suggested I take him to the Oral Roberts Dog Obedience School. So I called 'em. They promised that, if I'd give them $500 and three weeks, they'd give me back a perfectly behaved dog. I was desperate, and I gave them the money and the dog.

Three weeks later, the ORDOS van pulled up in my driveway. The trainer got out, and he handed me a card with all the commands my dog would obey. He opened the side door, and my dog, perfectly groomed, stepped out with a little mortarboard on his furry noggin. I said, "down," and he laid down, watching me. I threw a tennis ball, and I said, "fetch." He dashed to the ball and brought it back, dropping it in my hand. The trainer left, and I was still not convinced. I told him, "Sit. Stay," and he did. I got in my truck, and I went to the drugstore to get some naproxen. When I got back, he had not moved an inch. I thought, "This is great! We'll go for a walk." I put a leash on him, and I said, "heel." His eyes widened. He rose up on his hind legs, he put a paw on my head, and he said, "Heeeeeeal!"
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:lol: :lol: I knew that was going somewhere.
 
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