My buddy Kol has done a great post about training his momma. You can read all bout it here: HERE.
That wonderful post lead me to some truths. My momma is NOT trainable. She is cute, sometimes she is sweet, but she is NOT trainable. In all the years I have known her -practically my whole life- the fact is I have never known that woman to obey anyone. EVER. To train someone, that someone must be able to take orders. To follow commands. Both are totally against her nature. She will sass, back talk, insult, attack, whine, kvetch, accuse, belittle, verbally whip, shame...you get the idea...she will ANTHING but follow a command. Yes, she is frustrating.
But, as I was barking this post, it dawned on me. Momma does obey something. NOT SOMEONE. Some THING! Yes, a thing. A sound to be precise. No matter where momma is, or what time of the day or night it is, momma comes running and looks inside the oven if she hear the bell thingie. And I have to tell you... That bell thingie goes off at the strangest times. Like when food is about to be ready. Like when everything is quiet in the house, like when dinner is about to be served. Who ever trained momma to answer to the bell thingie, KUDOS to you! Pavlov was it you? She is old enough... Now, DISH, how did you do it?
Look, just do this girl a solid and send me an e mail on how you did it. I want to be able to further momma's education and train her some more. Dig?