I give up...

I've resigned to the fact that Elphie just may be a little too young and excitable to learn how to walk on a leash. We've spent most of our "lessons" tugging each other back and forth so I've decided to give it a rest for a few months until she gets more adjusted to leash life and less distracted. I know she's smart enough to learn, but she's defiant and stubborn, too. Typical woman :)

The reason why I know she's smart enough to learn is because I've been able to teach her other tricks. She now knows how to sit, stay, down, shake, up, come (when she feels like it), give high fives (granted she uses both paws for that, but she's got the gist of it), and roll over. I was the most proud of roll over because she was more interested in the treat than she was in the trick.

Maybe she's a rebel and will never walk beside me on a leash. Maybe she's a social butterfly and would prefer to run off with her puppy buddies than to go on a relaxing stroll. Maybe she was born as the wrong breed and should've been a blood hound. Who knows! All I know is that if she had a middle finger she would learn quickly how to flip me the bird.