This morning, I spoke softly to Bella and gently scrunched the thick fur around her neck and under her ears. She looked at me, and accepted a treat from my hand. Already she is learning not to pull. The simple technique of stopping when she pulls hard and resuming when the leash is slack is working very well. I tell her no pull and I praise her with good dog when she walks nicely. I think Bella wants to be cooperative, I really do. She also stands quietly on the porch while I wipe her feet and seems to accept it as part of our routine. She will stop on the porch even if I don't tell her to. She is learning that I am her friend.
I sit next to her while she eats her breakfast. She eats every last bit. Later she'll have yogurt for snack to boost those probiotics. After she eats, I pet her a bit and turn to the list I am working on. She doesn't like too much attention and she begins to pant. Even though I am not making direct eye contact, I think she is nervous, so I leave. I'm really looking forward to connecting with the right animal providers. I am eager for Bella to have an anti-anxiety med.
Shortly later, I decide to go outside to plant a river birch. Bella, who heard me rustling in the hallway, appears silently at the door to my little foyer. Would you like to walk, Bella, I ask as I hook up her leash. On this, our second walk for the morning, Bella has a near perfect performance. We take the loop walk, which causes her some trepidation, but she is not terribly resistant when I correct her direction. I do this gently three times before she accepts the left turn required for the pretty loop walk. She barely pulls, and when she does, I said wait, and we stop for a moment. I truly think she is understanding what I am saying. She doesn't rush inside, and once inside the foyer, she stands patiently as I un hook her leash and say OK.
I sit next to her while she eats her breakfast. She eats every last bit. Later she'll have yogurt for snack to boost those probiotics. After she eats, I pet her a bit and turn to the list I am working on. She doesn't like too much attention and she begins to pant. Even though I am not making direct eye contact, I think she is nervous, so I leave. I'm really looking forward to connecting with the right animal providers. I am eager for Bella to have an anti-anxiety med.
Shortly later, I decide to go outside to plant a river birch. Bella, who heard me rustling in the hallway, appears silently at the door to my little foyer. Would you like to walk, Bella, I ask as I hook up her leash. On this, our second walk for the morning, Bella has a near perfect performance. We take the loop walk, which causes her some trepidation, but she is not terribly resistant when I correct her direction. I do this gently three times before she accepts the left turn required for the pretty loop walk. She barely pulls, and when she does, I said wait, and we stop for a moment. I truly think she is understanding what I am saying. She doesn't rush inside, and once inside the foyer, she stands patiently as I un hook her leash and say OK.
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