Stogie must think I am the best mom ever! He has gotten better about going out, but he still prefers to do his business in the dining room. The room we can't see into. Its as if he actually goes outside, he wont be able to get back in and the world will end. But I have been shoving him out the doggie door when I find accidents... which is horrible. Because outside the doggie door is GRASS. YES, GRASS! That evil evil green stuff. He WILL go out back and potty on the flagstone deck, no problem. He will even whiz on the lawn furniture. But grass... oh the torture... so when I shove him out the doggie door, it gets his attention and he has been better.
THEN I put up not ONE... but TWO Christmas trees. Stogie says... COOL she brought the trees INSIDE! Now, I can pee and not leave the room, I have a tree and don't even have to touch the EVIL grass! WOOHOO! If only I would bring the garage trash can inside, he would truly be in heaven.
Goldie is great, she goes outside all the time. We leave the door open with the nice weather, and she lays half outside and half inside. She even uses the doggie door. Close to perfection... yes.... if she would only quit eating the decorations off the trees. She thinks the berries are real. They LOOK like berries...hmmmmm
Yesterday I dumped out her favorite Sack bed and out came all kinds of goodies. Decor, toys, and a WOODEN SAKE CUP! WTP?????