101 dalmatians...and a schnauzer

Murray and I started off the day with a walk. It's great when he's tired out on the way back home, because he seems so much more cooperative in his obedience training then, almost as if he's actually learned something. Shame the beginning of our walks belie that...lol.

Tonight, we watched 101 Dalmatians together. Whenever the dogs or other animals became vocal in the movie, he sat and watched the screen attentively. I'm glad he couldn't really follow the plot line; it was hard enough for me to sit through the evilness of Cruella De Vil. I never could handle those types of movies, and yet that's the kind of thing that Disney is always putting out. I wonder who came up with the concept of scaring poor children half to death before getting to the happy ending.