We had two standard poodles. Both were fast, but one, Sarah, was like greased lightning. When I’d throw their Kong, Sarah would get it most of the time. So Katie wouldn’t come back, she’d wait out in the field so she could beat her sister. If she got it first, she’d bring it back only part way. Sarah would pick it up and bring it the rest of the way, so Katie would continue to get her head start.
We also hung a small set of wind chimes on the back door and taught them to jingle them when they wanted to go out. Sarah caught on in just a couple of days, but Katie didn’t at first. She’d go to the back door and bark. Sarah would go to her and push her sister’s head into the chimes until she caught on.