Last summer, I taught Fly how to stay. At 17-years-old, it took a while for her to understand that she had to stay in one spot, as she’d never been taught to stay before.
She didn’t need to stay really. Being a sheepdog, sitting still wasn’t a very important thing. On Thursday, I tried to take some more photos of her.
At first, Fly was a bit bored with the whole thing.
She had been helping with the ewes that morning and was – understandably – a little tired.
She spent most of her time looking at my dad, who was across the yard.
Then I remembered – treats! I taught Fly how to stay with treats! Just look at the difference!
She intstantly remembered how to stay. I was very impressed. Given her age, I would have understood if she’d forgotten. But not Fly. She knew what treats were!
And she soon got into the flow.
Posing for the camera.
And acting like royalty.
Looks like you can definitely teach and old dog new tricks!
Oh, and by the way, if your were wondering what Ben was holding in our last Wordless Wednesday, it was a Christmas chew.
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