He's good with "sit," "stay," "down," "roll over," "leave it," and "watch." He goes to his bed when we tell him, and he notifies us one way or another that he needs to go out.
But when he gets outside, he has a serious case of ADD. You know he has to go. He has to go so bad that he's nearly frantic inside. But once he's out there, his nose overtakes his bowels and he simply is overcome with all the fragrances that are in the wind, on the ground, and under the ground.
And so each afternoon between about 3:30 and 6:30, he leads us to the door and we take him out. To stomp around and wait and pace up and down while he does everything except his business. And then back in we go for 5 or 6 minutes until he takes us to the door again.
There is nothing written anywhere about this that I can find. Somewhere on a magical mystical shelf lies a small booklet that tells exactly how to train your dog in this area. And I'm sure it's placed right next to the little pamphlet that explains how to teach your toddler to blow his nose.
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