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Chronicles of a Clicker Trainer

A real-time account of my experiences living the philosophy that is clicker-training - look for, recognise, capture or shape the behavior you want, mark that behavior and reward it with a high value treat.

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A real-time account of my experiences living the philosophy that is clicker-training - look for, recognise, capture or shape the behavior you want, mark that behavior and reward it with a high value treat.

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