The key to a properly trained dog is practice. Relying everything on the trainer on a 1 hour session is never enough. For the dog to thoroughly understand the commands that could be life saving, they have to practice it with someone all the time. It doesn't have to be with one designated person. The trick could be practiced with different humans as long as they know what to expect and how to say the command. Thankfully, I have Karla involved with the training.
I think it's a blessing in disguise that she is undergoing a quarter life crisis that made her resign from her job. While still looking...casually...she has free time on her hands. She was in fact the one who bought Bruce's treats. I could practically ask her to do anything for me while I'm at work, which includes training Bruce during the day.
Just like any other adult woes, work robs us of the time to do what we want and what's essential. Not that I'm overly complaining, work after all pays my simple joys. In a perfect world, I'd be rich and not care about money, but the truth is, to be able to support my pack, I have to work. I'm just thankful now that I have a workaround.
While I'm busy with work on the weekdays, I rarely get to spend time with the dogs but just to say hello. This is where Karla comes in. Karla could step in and train Bruce throughout the day. Since she's also participating in the training session every Saturday, I don't need to tell her anything. She already knows what to do. And since she's been proactive in the sessions, I've made her the official trainer every Saturday. I've been demoted to a mere observer, which is more to my liking.
This gratitude also goes out to Nanay, my aunt, who joins us ievery Saturday and trains Bruce every night, before dinner.
Originally, if no one was made available, I would've asked and trained JD, my mom and our household help, but at least this part is kept off my shoulders. At least with Karla, I know she knows what to do and I don't have to repeat anything. I know that an important pointer wouldn't be missed.
I've never been thankful for a quarter life crisis. I think I've felt that before and it was a pain. The last time I experienced one, I believe I also resigned from my work with no warning. Well, I hope my sister finds what she's really looking for. I hope she gets her real dream job, but until then I'm happy to know that she's there to do what I can't do because of work.
I think it's a blessing in disguise that she is undergoing a quarter life crisis that made her resign from her job. While still looking...casually...she has free time on her hands. She was in fact the one who bought Bruce's treats. I could practically ask her to do anything for me while I'm at work, which includes training Bruce during the day.
Just like any other adult woes, work robs us of the time to do what we want and what's essential. Not that I'm overly complaining, work after all pays my simple joys. In a perfect world, I'd be rich and not care about money, but the truth is, to be able to support my pack, I have to work. I'm just thankful now that I have a workaround.
While I'm busy with work on the weekdays, I rarely get to spend time with the dogs but just to say hello. This is where Karla comes in. Karla could step in and train Bruce throughout the day. Since she's also participating in the training session every Saturday, I don't need to tell her anything. She already knows what to do. And since she's been proactive in the sessions, I've made her the official trainer every Saturday. I've been demoted to a mere observer, which is more to my liking.
This gratitude also goes out to Nanay, my aunt, who joins us ievery Saturday and trains Bruce every night, before dinner.
I've never been thankful for a quarter life crisis. I think I've felt that before and it was a pain. The last time I experienced one, I believe I also resigned from my work with no warning. Well, I hope my sister finds what she's really looking for. I hope she gets her real dream job, but until then I'm happy to know that she's there to do what I can't do because of work.
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