And I am being tested on learning to blog.
I’m learning to blog. This should be fun. I am looking forward to that.
As a guinea pig, I will respond to rewards.
Okay, maybe I have more intelligence than a guinea pig, but truly when Andrea and Michael said they wanted me to blog, it was as if they said they wanted me to teach Chinese.
How do I get started?
How do I get people to find my blog?
How do I post my blog once I’ve written it?
Where do I begin writing?
At least I knew what a blog was. Only because I had been to the movie, Julie and Julia, with my mom. Before the movie, I didn’t even know what a blog was.
Guess I’ll learn. I am looking forward to that.
On Friday I took my granddaughter to a pet store to see a guinea pig.
It was brown and white.
I am black and white, and my name is Chantal.
I am an older guinea pig, so teaching me anything is more difficult than teaching a younger guinea pig.
Repetition and reward, and I will learn. Such a challenge for the ones who teach me.
With most animals, they don’t necessarily want to learn the tricks or skills. It is the master that wants them to learn for the master’s needs, pleasure or convenience.
And usually the master’s motivation is always for the master’s gain.
Have you ever been used as a guinea pig, and if so, do you want to share how and the outcome?
Also if you have any ideas on to what could possibly be the motivation for my masters to be teaching me this?