And so it is that Archie has bounced into our life with all his rambunctiousness and we are in the throws of full-blown puppydom. I call him my white knight...but what I really mean is my white night(mare) the mare being silent! He is adorable but infuriating, mostly house trained but not always, and of late, absolutely rebellious. When I sweetly call him to come, he just takes off for the far end of the yard. I can't tell you how many times I have been reduced to this pathetic woman racing through the house, around furniture over and over again until he either gets tired or Gary assists me in mad pursuit. Out in the yard it is totally ridiculous, so I have attached a 10 foot piece of nylon cord. Now at least, if I get within 9 feet of him, I have a chance to catch him.Yes, I know, there are more rational ways to deal with this situation..I've tried the treat thing...come to me and get a treat, but he's on to it now. Any ideas?