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“Positive reinforcement,” Max said. “Not ‘no.’ ‘Wait.’ Not ‘attack.’ ‘Settle.’” He clicked a small metal clicker he’d salvaged from a pre-apocalypse pet store. Giblet’s ears perked.

Max picked up the Pomeranian, tucked it into his jacket, and looked at the defeated gang. “Training isn’t breaking. It’s speaking. And you,” he added, tossing a bag of dehydrated liver treats to Scrotus Jr., “need to start with basic sit-stay. No more spare tires.” Mad Max Trainer Fling UPD

“Witchcraft,” the Warlord whispered. “Positive reinforcement,” Max said

Giblet lunged. Max sidestepped. Giblet’s chain snapped taut, and the dog flipped, landing on his back with a confused whuff . tucked it into his jacket