Bad Dog Baxter Enters Rehab

There comes a time in every Bad Dog's life when he hits rock bottom. The destructive behaviors no longer bring the high they used to. Barking isn't quite the rush it once was, and the human shin doesn't even taste good anymore.

One night, while listlessly flipping through the channels, the Bad Dog comes upon an episode of The Dog Whisperer. In a moment of clarity, he identifies with the snarling delinquent on the screen. "That's my life," he says. "I'm the one who's out of control."

OK, I apologize, that was a bit dramatic. Truth is, there are just a couple of things we need to work on with the Bax-man, and now's the time. With baby right around the corner we're going to have enough on our plate without a lawsuit from the UPS man.

Our neighbors recently rescued a dog from the Animal Advocates Alliance. A trainer from the organization has come over a few times to help get Layla adjusted, and he was kind enough to spend some time with Biz and Bax.

Over the next few weeks, we're planning to have Philip, the trainer, over a few times to teach our old dogs some new tricks. We'll keep you posted on the progress, and I'll also let you know when we can change the title of this blog to Good Dog Baxter!