Too funny...
When we let Mya out in morning or before bed she immediately bolts down into the field and barks at the imaginary bears, deer, cougars, ghosts or what have you. Trying to call her back while she is doing this is almost impossible, she's just so focused. Any other time she comes and heels wonderfully.
Well... I have outsmarted her.
She just finished pulling the insides out of her favorite (this week) squeaky toy, this one was beyond my sewing abilities so I pulled the squeaky out. "I wonder"
So the past few days when she goes for her property patrol I call her once as usual, then if she doesn't come I give the old squeaky a couple of squeezes while saying "Mya Come" and voala! She can hear that thing a quarter mile away! and immediately turns on her heels and breaks the sound barrier back to my feet where I praise her saying "good come girl"
Who'd have thunk it.
Ahh the things we learn
Craig & Mya