This means that the dogs have to be pushed off the back porch to do their business.
You'd think they'd enjoy the "red carpet" treatment I have laid out for them.
But NOOOOOO...They hang out at the top of the stairs and look at me with their sad eyes as I yell "GO POTTY" for all the neighbors to hear.
Even this has failed as a motivator and I've had to apply the old Foot to Back End technique as a prompt to get them out in the yard.
Said yard was (of course) looking like a wheat field, the grass was so high.
I got home the other night and jogged behind the mower in the twi-dark in an effort to alleviate some of their misery.
I suppose squatting in the tall grass makes for a ticklish experience.
Did it help?
Not really.
And today we are forecasted to have an all day hard rain event.
Sigh.
Time for raincoats and boots?
Too funny!
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