Hey, the naughty spot actually works. Or so I think right now. Tuesday night, Tyler hit Robert in the face with something. I was in the other room, and I heard him tell Tyler not to do that. Then I heard him tell him again, then it was the naughty spot happening. We've had the "naughty spot" already lined up and ready to go for a few weeks now. Robert pulled it out of the garage one night and said, this is it, this is going to be the naughty spot. It is a square cushion that says "Dallas Cowboys" on it. So anyway, when Robert began to implement the naughty spot for the first time, I went and grabbed the kitchen timer. "They" say that it's 1 minute per year of age, so I set it for 2 minutes and told Robert that HE needed to deal with it since it was a "crime" against him. So, he set him there, in the entryway, and told him to SIT there and not to move. He explained to him the reason for sitting on the naughty spot. I came in with the timer and said that when the timer went off, that he could get up, then I left the vicinity and let Robert handle the rest. He said Tyler sat there, but he would keep inching forward on the cushion. Robert went back a couple of times and put him back in the corner. Tyler wasn't actually getting up from the spot, but he was inching forward looking to see what Robert was doing. Robert would get up, push him back, not saying a word, and Tyler actually sat there! He didn't like it, but he did sit there for the full 2 minutes. Not bad for the first time.
Ok, so tonight (2 nights later), I was trying to start cooking dinner. Tyler was on the couch, and he KNOWS that he is not to stand or jump on the couch. He was testing me though. I told him once.... then I told him twice... then the third time, I said, "Tyler if you stand on the couch ONE MORE TIME, it will be the naughty spot. You have been warned!" He looked at me and he sat down, and actually got off the couch, and he never did it again. I was extremely impressed that just the mere mention of the naughty spot would make him mind like that!
We'll see if this keeps up!
Also yesterday, he was so cute. He was such an angel all day, after a hell day the day before. We were out on the back patio and the cats started fighting out in the yard. I told Tyler to “go tell those kitties to be nice” so he walked out closer to where they were, and he held up his hand (like he has learned that red light means STOP) and he says, “Meow, Bop.” Bop means STOP. It was so cute! He was telling them to STOP fighting by holding his hand up. Cracked me up big time.