The Bo and I

So for the past few months I've had the pleasure of the company of my overly nice and more or less well behaved Shepperd/retriever (?) mix/mutt Bo. A fine fine fellow, if there ever was one i.e. he's awesome. HOWEVER, the Bo does have a few faults, one being is his insistence on leash pulling. Generally, this happens whenever he sees another critter of the canine persuasion. Bo's response is to say "Hi" regardless of my feelings on the matter. This also happens whenever he sees more lowly creatures i.e. squirrels, birds, to whom Bo doesn't necessarily want to say "Hi" so much as, "I want to know how you taste". He's also generally attracted to people, lights, and any and all high frequency stimulus. His unbridled enthusiasm and boundless charisma usually results in me trying to reel in the hurricane and nearly having my arm ripped from its socket. Since I've had the pup, I've settled on a kind of 50/50, turn the other cheek attitude, but as time gets on, my tolerance has dropped for this behavior....
So last night, I decided to initiate Leash Training ala Nattam. I did a wee bit of googling on the subject of leash training, and found what read at least, like a sensible technique. The tenets seem simple enough.
Step 1: Make sure the pooch is sitting calmly before attaching the leash. Bo already passes this step since he's already sits quite calmly waiting for the leash to be attached.
Step 2: As soon as the dog starts to pull on the leash, the walk "is over". You stand still, force the dog to come back to you and tell him/her to sit and calm down for 5-10 seconds. You then resume the walk but if the naughty behavior persists, you stop and stand (or for Bo, sit) again. This part requires monk-like patience, since you'll probably have to stop repeatedly during a walk. The idea is to teach the dog that you (human) dictate the walk, not t'other way round.
So, I tried this all out, shortening our usual 40+ minute walk to a leisurely stroll to empty Bo of his detritus and down to a local teriyaki shop so I could snag dinner (Fremont's friendly neighborhood Yak's, serving fine yakisoba since 197...something). There were a few hiccups along the way, but, much to my delight and surprise, the furry bastard complied and managed to reduce his insistent pulling to a mere few feet of pattering in front of me. A few more weeks of this, and I should have Bo following complacently right beside me. Grand.
Don't you love how I set up this story to appear as though there would be a humorous finale ?
As Chappelle says, "Aint no point to it, thats the end of the story"