Sometimes it's so easy to get frustrated with our pups, we forget how far we've come.
When Miss M first came to live with me, she acted like she was raised by wolves.
She didn't know how to sit still in our apartment and she would only move by leaping like a puma.
Any attempts at bathing turned into an episode of the roadrunner and coyote.
She thought the leash was just there for her chewing pleasure to enjoy while walking.
I remember the huge sense of accomplishment I felt when she was just able to walk straight on a leash--without chewing it.
Through time and training, Miss M became a type of debutante accustomed to all types of occasions in the city.
She didn't need to be entertained every moment in the home and she would walk like a normal dog rather than a large hunting cat.
She would stand nicely in the bathtub even taking joint baths with Mr. B and standing under cold water if the hot water ran out.
Our nice leash walking turned into sitting at corner walking which turned into sitting at a corner and waving walking.
I could even set a steak dinner on the coffee table and leave her alone in the room with it for 10 minutes knowing it would be there when I returned.
Though it's amazing to think how far she's come, I always feel like there is still so much more to do.
Do you think there is ever a time when we have worked enough? Or will our pups always be a work-in-progress?
Also:
The command that changed our lives.
Impressive!
When they show off
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