I, BJ, gets to write this entry. Mom was very busy this week. Actually she was reading and investigating ways to train me to change my way of doing things for almost 12 years. When we go for a walk, I'm always in a rush to get somewhere - usually to a fire hydrant, a pole, a wall that's been peed on, etc. Also there may be some food on the ground that I can eat.
So the bottom line is that I pull her to get to these things. I also think I'm a skier and traverse the sidewalk so I don't miss anything. Anyway, mom decided after trying to get me to walk next to her without pulling, she was going to give it one more Herculean effort.
She carries yummy low-calorie treats and a clicker. When I walk next to her I hear the click and get a treat. I'm torn between sniffing the poles and getting the cookie. So far the cookie in winning. I figure that eventually she'll get tired of clicking and treating and I can go back to my old ways.