Real training begins

So I went out and bought some lovely roast chicken and cut it into very small pieces - about 0.5 cm square or smaller.  I held out a pencil for him as a target.  Charlie already understands that when he hears a click he needs to start looking on the floor for food.  We did loads.  In the end he was following the pencil across the floor a few feet and patting the end with his paw.  I think he would have carried on for ages.  We ended up doing 2 sessions in the day.  I forgot to give him a session with his harness on - so he's got it on this morning - very little fighting with it now.  Think I will try to get him to come relibly to his name.  Might also try the high five thing.  I managed to get Whiskers to shake hands on cue and he was an old, ill cat, not very motivated by food - love him.  Charlie is snoozing on my lap as I write this - aaaah, love him too.