You're all going to think I'm nuts, but I'm going to tell the story anyway. I used to work at a kennel for a really awful woman who called herself a "humane trainer" (the biggest lie I've ever heard!). One of my favorite dogs who was there almost every day was a big orange greyhound named Seth. He was in one of the kennels in a row of about 20, and I was cruising past at top speed to clean up some poo before someone decided to eat it. (Ugh!) When I passed Seth's kennel, it was like he reached out and grabbed me. I turned and looked at him automatically, and very clearly heard him ask to have his water dish refilled. I forgot all about the poop and poured him some water, and he drank and drank. Come to find out that horrible woman had denied him water as some sort of training (read: torture) technique. She was very pissed that I gave him a drink. But then, when he was done, Seth looked up at me with his goofy greyhound grin and, again very clearly, said "thanks". After that happened, I started listening a LOT more closely to the dogs. I credit Seth as being one of my best teachers in dog training. Come to find out you learn a heck of a lot more from the dogs than you do from the people. Are we all getting sick of my anecdotes yet?