I was running errands the other day and in the parking lot of a shopping center I saw a familiar scene. A young family - having finished at the dog groomer - struggling to get their 80-pound Weimaraner into the car.
The dog wasn't acting untrained or belligerent. She wasn't having fun or jumping around in a playful manner.
The dog was afraid.
And I flash-backed almost 20 years. It reminded me of one of my earliest clients, Simon.
I first met Simon at one of my first training classes. His...