All she needs is a bait bag full of liver treats and hot dogs and she could be me at any given training class I teach. Spooky.
Before I shot that picture my dog looked like this:
Then Chicky came along, pointed at the bumper and said "Lana, toy". Clear, firm and to the point. As in, "Toy. Here. Now." Just like a command should be given, complete with a finger point. And don't you know that the damn dog retrieved that toy for her. Do you know what this means? Not only does my dog listen but apparently my kid has been paying attention to what I've been doing, too. I've never been so proud.
Now, who wants to hire me? Anyone?
Alright, fine. Who wants to hire Chicky? She's clearly a natural and she'll work for animal crackers.