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Just wanted to give you an update on Missy (Mitsy).

I started calling her Missy because Mitsy was too tongue twisting to me.

She is really doing fantastic.

She is walking on a leash. Unbelievable. She is so proud of herself, her ears perk up and her tail stands high. She is having fun reading all of the doggy message boards ( where all the dogs tinkle). She has gone potty on the leash as well.

The training treats are helping with the stairs (inside and out). Tonight she didn't hesitate coming up the steps outside.

She did really well walking with all of the cars too.

She has not messed in the house at all. She goes out about 8:30 at night and we go to bed about 9:00. Once I get into bed she crawls into her bed and settles down without any direction.

We get up about 5:10 and I take her outside. When she comes in she has her kibbles and watches me get ready for work. We go outside again about 6:45. Today was the first day she was humanless during the day. No messes and we promptly went outside. Once I got comfy clothes on we tried the walk and she was so happy!

She has also figured out that she likes petting. When I stop stroking her she looks around for my hand as if to say, "don't stop!"

She is still getting use to Warren. He had to go out of town on Sunday so has not really been around. Lucy is still an issue so we don't leave the two of them unattended. Lucy gets some quite time in the basement so Missy can wander about without the devil incarnate trying to attack her. Lucy, I'm sure, does not look at this as quite time.

Anyway, just wanted you to know that Missy is making huge strides all on her own.

~carol

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