Car Sick...

It turns out that Maggie hates cars.

Every time she has to get in she starts drooling and freaking out, and when we've been driving for more than about 5 minutes, she pukes!

Yeucchk!!

She is getting better at training though, to begin with she didn't even know what SIT meant...least that's what she told the Bosses anyway...I'm not convinced it isn't a ploy on her part to get more treats than me, and I will be watching closely!!

AND she isn't displaying the expected solidarity with me on the raw chicken front either...she eats it up and then tells The Boss that chicken carcasses are yum, and she's quite-happy-to-eat-more-thank-you-very-much.

Hmm.