Christmas stockings and Cesar

I'm a lucky little lady. My Uncle Wilfrid and my Auntie Karine, gave me a lovely stocking to open at Christmas all of my own. It contains a plastic bone, a plastic father christmas, and a completely unplastic - yummy, delicous chewy - shoe! I can't believe my Mum is waiting for Christmas till I am allowed to eat it.
In the meantime there's worrying thngs afoot. My Mum has read - Cesar Milan! No don't get me wrong Cesar is a best mate to dogs; the man's a wolf in human clothing and there's no higher accolade than that! However let's face it Mum, you know all that displine with dogs stuff ; it's all very WELL but he wasn't talking about cavalier king charles SPANIELS! I mean we're not DOGS!
So I mean when I don't want to go for a walkies I don't go for a walkies right?