How to get kicked out of school?

The answer apparently is extremely simple – you just have to be big enough to freak out your class mates resulting in them not accepting you…

But let’s start from the beginning…

On Saturday we decided to take Bunk back to school. Our 9 year old wanted to do some dog training so we checked out our favourite training school BarkingMaddts and found when their “K9 kids class” was on. Saturday apparently from 12 o’clock till 2 o’clock.

So last week we drove there (without the dogs) on a reconnaissance mission just to make sure that she can attend it and to have a sneak pick at what the other kids were doing. We spoke to the trainer about Bunk and he said “Ok, bring him in and we will see”… so having the green light we were all set and one week later off we went… back to school.

There we were at 11:30am, on a bright and breezy Saturday morning  ready for our “back to school” ride. As always any trip out is like a military operation so let’s begin:

Dog – check

Treats – check

Water bowl – check

Tons of leads, collars and chains – check

House keys, car keys, money – check

Human nourishment – check

Oh and of course sprog – check

Upon arrival, once everyone had had a good look at Bunk and his sheer size, he was black balled! We were told “I am really sorry but he is simply to big…” As most of the other dogs in the group and even some of the kids would fit neatly into Bunks mouth we were expecting that this might happen but sometimes you just have to take a chance… Docile and adorable as he is, it does take a certain mind set to handle being around a Newfy, an unnatural adoration of washing gloopy clothes being one of many traits for example.

I am so gonna gloop that sizist trainer, just a couple of steps closer... closer...
I am so gonna gloop that sizist trainer, just a couple of steps closer… closer…

We totally understand why the trainer decided against Bunk being in the class and we don’t hold a grudge… the only one who did hold a grudge was Bunk… poor pup had to spend the next 2 hours watching E. “playing” with a rent-a-dog… yes you are reading it right, at times like this they have a pool of back up dogs, less well behaved than Bunk but a more appropriate size. The irony was not lost on us, two dogs at home and here we are renting one, life can throw a curve ball at times.

You are joking aren’t you... tell me you are joking....
You are joking aren’t you… tell me you are joking….

Coincidentally, E. was too small for the adult class where Bunk was accepted, albeit with a slightly raised eyebrow. He slipped under the radar when he only weighed 10kgs and was only slightly bigger than other dogs, but now at the ground shaking 65kg weight now a days he can’t slip under anything anymore, even planes pull up when they fly over our house 🙂