I have 2 dogs. Henry is 14 and Belle is 3. Every morning and evening we make one last outing to "go potty". It is the last thing we do before we go to bed or I leave for work.
Most times it's not an issue - we go outside and I tell them to "lets go potty one last time" and they go and do their business. However, there will be some mornings or evenings where we had gone out earlier to chase a squirrel and we don't need to go again. On these occasions, like this morning, Belle will go out into the yard, squat down, turn and look at me, jump up, grin with tongue hanging out and run to the door - doesn't do a thing but thinks if she squats down, moma will be happy.
She is always eager to please.
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