Our young son had adopted a stray cat. To my distress, he began to use the back of our new sofa as a scratching post.
"Don't worry," my wife reassured me. "I'll have him trained in no time."
I watched for several days as my wife patiently "trained" our new pet. Whenever the cat scratched, my wife deposited him outdoors to teach him a lesson.
The cat learned quickly. For the next 16 years, whenever he wanted to go outside, he scratched the back of the sofa.
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