There was a period of time when I couldn't go anywhere without having to chase Trinity like a mad woman. As soon as we became unattached she would be off running.

I was at the point where I didn't want to go anywhere unless I could find something to carry her in. I knew I had to start showing some tough love. That was when I came up with a discipline for myself for when it happens. I would chased her down as fast as I could, put her in still mode, gave her a time out and a warning. If she does it again the second time, and she usually did, I took her home. Even if it took great efforts to get ready and get to the park, I had to suck-it-up and leave.


It has only been the last few times, that she would actually tell me when she wants to go across the fields... to other side of the park... Today, she no longer runs off like she used to, and I am a much happier momma, more relaxed. :-0



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