Here is your bag and here is my butt!

So the DOR comes out this morning to let me out of the paddock where I have spent the night. It was not enough that I was grounded, she had to put the grocery sack on the gate for me to go by. That is it, I am declaring WAR. DOR every time you have a bag all you get to see of me is my butt. Did you figure that out yet this morning as you were following me around? You walk up nice to pet me and I will stand still, but the minute you dig that bag out of your pocket my butt will be aimed right at your face...I might even fart. You think after having this happen this morning the DOR would learn, but nooooo the bag is her new favorite toy. I don't think I need to put up with a bag. The sneaky lady had peppermints this morning, I love peppermints. She gave me one out of her pocket and when I stuck my nose in her pocket to get more there was the damn bag-well I promptly gave her the butt treatment. It didn't do much good because she made me yield my hindquarters and I was right back where I started. I am going to have to be persistent in training her not to bother me with the bag. I have discovered that consistency is the key in training your DOR...so I see a bag, she sees my butt and I may deliver a fart or two, pretty soon she will get it and then I will give her a big horsey kiss.
Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR, even if you have to give them the 'butt treatment'