I took my dog on four walks this weekend. FOUR. He got spoiled. I suppose he deserves it after the months of neglect due to play rehearsals. He was successful on all the walks! He is finally a loose-leash dog. He consistently keeps the leash loose, even when passing most dogs (not all dogs). It is fun to walk him now. It was a gradual lesson for him, but he finally got it. There is hope for him yet to become a therapy dog….

“Good boy, Ely!”