It’s not his fault that his dog-mom has been maxed to the gills past her ability to cope and has truly been focused on everything but him.
Well yesterday was your lucky day Chi. Chico bootcamp began! This little pup needed to be reminded that he’s a dog 🙂
Amazing how imposing a little routine and a little firm but compassionate “I’m the boss of you” whips a little dude into shape. Two days ago he was being a mouthy little twit and ignoring all reason. Today, doing tricks on command for chicken, getting the clue that sometimes the pup needs to hang out and wait when it’s not his turn, snoozing happily in his crate and playing like a dog instead of a hurricane.