I may be getting the hang of this dog training stuff.

Last night, Chico wouldn’t eat dinner, kibble with some wet food on top. Said it was poison and he wanted nothing to do with it. He said the same thing about it this morning.

So I grabbed a half cup of kibble and the clicker and started working on a hind end awareness exercise we’re learning and darned if Chico wasn’t, after a little convincing that there was nothing better coming, more than happy to work for kibble.

Just plain kibble. Something he almost always insists isn’t very interesting. Amazing what a truly empty tummy can motivate a guy to do.