So we had another incident. Walk training continues with Little Z, and dad is working on having her correct herself. When she started walking ahead of him on the wrong side, he stopped, hoping she would reach the end of the leash and remember her training. Instead, she kept going and the leash got tangled in another curb-side recycling cart. It rattled slightly, and Z got scared, so she yanked the cart over and dumped recyclables all over the road. All. Over. The. Road. It took a while to settle her down and clean up. “I did not see that coming,” dad said, shaking his head. No, dad. You did not.