Molly slipped out the front door when Tony came to put a new drain in the bathtub...we ran after her, but she took off.  However, when I turned around and gave up and opened the front door and went in.  I said “come,” she came in the door with me.  Maybe running is a game for her???  

She does know the word “come.”  And is coming when I say the word.  That is a big thing.  BIG.

We are learning each other.  She trusts me now completely.  Which is a good thing.  She got on the kitchen counter again, but she has  trained me not to leave anything there.  So I’m not sure who is training who.

After she ate the entire bowl of ground chicken on the counter that I was going to make chicken salad with, I learned.