Yesterday we woke up to the sound of rain on the roof. By last night the temp was close to zero. I took Coco, our six pound toy poodle, out for the last pit stop of the night. She joyfully ran outdoors to her business area, circled a few times with her tail dropping between her legs and then sprinted for the door. I tried several times to get her back on the lawn. Nothin' doing. She was clinging to the front door to save her. You can drag a dog to the lawn but you can't make her potty.
The prospect loomed that it would be a middle of the night run. Fortunately our daughter was able to coax her outside long enough to piddle, but when Coco was done, she had to be carried back inside.
Cats are spoiled!
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