Recently, I tried to run Cocoa’s paws off at one of the battlefields at Kennesaw Mountain. I would run and hide behind a slope in the field, and the call Cocoa to “Come!” She would instantly try to find me. The trick was to let her hear me say, “Come!” This is something she learned in her basic training class and for some reason (treats as a reward), it just clicked with her.


Call her and she comes — fast . . . .


With those wonderful Cocker Spaniel ears flapping in the wind.


She lifts her head to make sure I’m staying put and then she turns up the speed.


She closes in for hugs, praises, and treats!


Good come, Cocoa Joy! Good come!