Today (YES today!) marked the 1st time in Tristan's 21 months life that I could call him off a motorcycle!!!
WOAH!!!
As usual, the closer the motorcycle came, the more fixated he was, and then as it came really close, I yelled "Tristan!" and he looked at me, it, me, it, ME!
The motorcycle zoomed past, his face was stuffed with treats and needless to say, I was ELATED.
During the evening walk, however, all fell to pieces. :(
I was really tired and not in a particularly good mood. I wasn't big on dispensing treats and Tristan went into "I-am-in-a-hurry-so-let-me-take-you-for-a-walk" mode.
He pulled, I yanked, he pulled, I yanked...
It was a horrible horrible vicious cycle.
*I* need some flowers myself.
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