All the girls in the family refuse to knee the dog. I don't know how many times I've pointed out to them that the dog will jump on them, but not me. It's because I only had to knee her a few times before she got the point. When I come home and she's excited to see me, if I don't immediately start petting her, she makes a point to sit down as hard as she can right in front of me. She's so deliberate about it that it usually gets my attention and I pretty her for doing the right thing.