Every evening she’s waiting around the same spot. Today she saw me pulling out the treat bag, hit a full yoga pose, and let out a tiny squeak. I guess I don't own a cat, but I definitely own a daily subscription fee.
She is wagging her tail, making friends with the receptionist, might thinking this is just a luxury spa day.
Oh, my sweet girl… you are not ready for the thermometer/shots. Pray for her.
We’ve spent months working on his food guarding, potty training, and eating things he shouldn't. He was such a grumpy, impulsive little puppy.
Now, we are celebrating some serious impulse control from holding a 'stay' with treats this close, even when his favorite right on his nose. This is huge for him. And he can finally be civil with his cat sis. Don’t give up on training, everyone!