Paul and I have started trying to train Boomer to wear a harness. We bought a really nice nylon one from a store here on base. It had been going well, We were to the point where we could leave it on him for a few hours without him having a hissy fit (sorry) Unfortunately we've suffered a setback today that will mke us start all over. The poor sucker decided that he'd had enough of the harness and started jumping around like a mad cat, eventually smacking his poor little head on our glass door. Now he cowers whenever i come near him cause he's afraid i migth have that evil red thing with me. ANywho, here are some pics of attempt #2 to harness train him:
Get that thing away from me Mommy
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Eww I think it moved!
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It's definately following me
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Ackkk it's touching me!
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Bring that thing near me again and I'll bite your hand off!
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