As Bogie and I were walking back down the street towards home this morning, something caught his attention in the yard of a corner house.
This is where he chased a cat shortly
after I got hurt That time I let go of the
leash after No didn't faze him, afraid of getting hurt again . He chased the cat until his leash got caught
under a car wheel.
Today I
yelled No, not expecting much.
He didn't ignore
me. He didn't jump the wall.
In fact, he aborted in mid-jump, twisted, stumbled,
and scrambled to regain his footing on the sidewalk by my side. And we
resumed our walk.
I was so proud.
Later we ran errands in the car.
When we got back to the house, I parked in the garage and opened
the back door to the car. This time, I didn't make the Stay There motion when I opened the door. Waiting is one of those actions that are supposed to be implied.
Bogie
started to get out of the car. His front
feet hadn’t even hit the floor yet when I said, Ah, ah, as Shawn taught
me.
Bogie
scrambled to get back into the car, pushing back with his front feet to get his
hind end back into the car. Where he
waited for me to say Break before getting out of the car.
Again,
incredibly proud.
I'm so pleased to see that the time and training are paying off.
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