As usual, two steps forward, one step back. Frantic barking last night when the moon rose. It's a half moon and this time of year hangs up there for a while. I spent a good part of the evening calling him away from the window, telling him to lie down and stay, giving him a treat, only to repeat a few minutes later when he rediscovered the moon. More work needs to be done. The neighbor's dog also sets him off when she barks, which is often.