Well, right now, it's really only laying down and going into my crate.

Last night I learned how to lay down. Well, technically, I knew how to lay down, I just didn't know that people liked it when I did that. Before last night, I was pretty good at sprinting into my crate whenever I heard or smelled any treat. I thought that's just how dogs earned treats. As it turns out, laying down will sometimes get you a treat too. Since I haven't quite figured out the word association part of laying down, last night I just alternated between running to my crate and running to the middle of the living room to lay down until I got a treat.

I imagine I looked pretty funny. I felt weird.