AND THE PLOT THICKENS
Took the boys to the park today decked out in their new harnesses (halti).
Well Digby spotted a cat and before he even had time to change his body language to tell me something was about to happen he was off in hot pursuit or so he thought, in a way yes the harness did his job, he remained in it (just) but some how went up in the air doing something like a triple mid air flip and landed very bedazzled on his back. Needless to say the cat got away but oh lord I thought he was going to have a snapped something, he did not yelp but I can't imagine it would do his body any good which is the whole reason (that and control) why I went on the new harness mission.
I feel like I have let my babies down so much by allowing their behaviour to get to this stage, I know it is no excuse but I really did not know the first thing about socialisation or importance of training until now, I have never had a pet before let alone a precious precious (emotionally blackmailing) Cavalier that I want to protect from everything.
I know training training training but I am, have and failed and failed.
I will not give up however, just wanted to moan and feel sorry for myself.
Harry (tri) and Digby (blen).