 consistency
Problem with that is that while I am consistant, my boyfriend is not. He's so busy teaching her to roll over and do cute things that the serious training flies right past him, bless his heart. Ever since we lost Marley any kind of discipline I was going for has been set aside and we pretty much became soft. She's gotten a little better with potty training, and while I could possibly tether her to me to begin housebreak training her again, there's no way he's going to do that. So I try to be consistent, and he just consistently spoils her adorable ass. She's actually pretty good despite everything. |