After eleven straight days with outings, Banjo spent the day at home. We did make a loop around the park for exercise and had dinner at 6 o'clock. An early dinner gave us an opportunity to test his LEAVE IT by making him wait to eat while we snapped pictures. Once he gets the OK, he inhales his food. Because Tuesdays are usually an open day it has become Banjo's spa day. I tried to trim his nails without correction - no luck. Wearing the pronged collar was sufficient correction to engage his brain. Front nails, treat, back nails, treat, done. His treatment concluded with brushing, chewing on the toothbrush, and ear cleaning.
No counter surfing for Banjo, only because he is not tall enough, yet. He prefers dumpster diving. He just couldn't resist the smell of bacon emanating from our trash can this evening. However, a toilet paper roll or tissue is just as enticing. We haven't really dealt with this before, so we don't have any tricks to stop the behavior. Hopefully, our constant corrections folllowed by toy diversions will eventually wear him down.
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