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The Clicker
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2007-04-12 10:44:48
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A few months ago I purchased the most miraculous device. I recommend that EVERYBODY get one. Its a small plastic box with a thin piece of flexible metal in it that gives off a sharp "CLICK" when you press on it. I found it at the pet store. I was at the pet store because I needed dog food. My little girl was there with a goal of her own. She wanted a rat for her room. You may recall that I have an adorable rat named Miss Muppet who likes to hunt in my mouth for ratty treasures. I couldn't deny the appeal of another rat, but I could deny the purchase of one. It didn't go over very well. The emotional storm was brewing and I was determined to quell it before it could ruin my entire evening. Thats when I spotted the container of training clickers. I grabbed a clicker out of the box, whirled to face my mid-whine daughter and shot my hand out - "CLICK". She didn't smile, but damned if I didn't. "CLICK, CLICK, CLICK!" It was along the lines of Dr. Evil's "zippit" trick with his son. Every time a scowl seemed about to be added to with another whine I pushed my thumb down and - "CLICK!" And I laughed. She scowled, but quietly.I payed for my dog food and my clicker and off we went. When we went to Officemax instead of the Dollar Store I heard a whine. I reached in to my pocket, shot my hand back out and "CLICK!". The whine was replaced with a "Mom, STOP EMBARASSING ME!" Oh, the glory of the clicker!I'm going to bring it with me everywhere from now on. It may not get me the behaviors I want from others, but it sure does make me laugh while I'm failing.Try it.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
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