Gripping the door frame, while a small black fur ball runs his gray dragon squeaky toy back and forth to me, I think about new ways for us to expand on his training. The fur ball runs again this time searching for the toy. It's close to his hind feet, but he doesn't notice it. Sometimes Charles doesn't see the toy land and has a hard time finding it. So we play a game of left/right. If that doesn't work, sometimes I have to point in the direction he should be headed. He always understands pointing.
I worry that I'll never quite get this training thing right. He clearly adores me. Placing his little paw at my feet, after finding his toy, he silently begs for me to rub his little tummy. I smile at the cute gesture and reward him for good behavior. After he drops the toy in the palm of my hand, Charles immediately rolls over and smiles while I pet his belly.
I worry that I'll never quite get this training thing right. He clearly adores me. Placing his little paw at my feet, after finding his toy, he silently begs for me to rub his little tummy. I smile at the cute gesture and reward him for good behavior. After he drops the toy in the palm of my hand, Charles immediately rolls over and smiles while I pet his belly.