Ever since we returned to Delaware, we have gone back to training. I find it very interesting that the Wiz, as old as he is, feels that he still needs to be trained. Some humans do lifelong training and others have personal trainers. The Wiz does have a personal trainer, but not for what you might think. He does go to the health club but there’s no trainer. He is teaching himself that demonic harmonica; again, no trainer. I find it very odd. We go to Sandy‘s house. Sandy gives him a rope and teaches him to say “good” and give me a treat. Every time he says good I get a treat. This is wonderful training. They talk and I grab the rope to get his attention. The Wiz says “Good” and I get a treat. Every time I tug on the rope I get him to say “good” and I get a treat. He’s actually picking up this “good” word very quickly. Next week, he is going to learn how to throw a ball. This Delaware trip is not so bad. In fact it’s “GOOD”.
Thanks Sandy….:
Toto Duchess
