Friday, 26 November 2010
Trevor has bought new challenges to me. I managed to teach him the meaning of "heel." Mr Lacey, his owner, only knew walking Trev meant a pull through the streets while by-standers watching wondered who was leading who. Trevor has now learned to walk by my side with a combination of bribes and irritating pulls of the leash. He's happier, more contained. Tonight I dressed him in a padded jacket (along with more doggy biscuits and praise) because the weather has turned bitterly cold. It's day three and all is well.