Never Brag or even Sound like You are Bragging.

In my case something always happens to prove me wrong.

I'd thought we had gotten Dolly's potty signals down pretty well. I even told Gretchen that I had gotten pretty good at knowing when she needed to go out. Then along came today. I missed calling it right one time and almost missed on another. A reader might wonder why I am concerned about missing one time out of five and an almost miss. That is because Gretchen is the one taking her outside not me. Zero false alarms is my goal. If I was the one taking her out it would not matter.

She's been restless today. I think she is feeling better and wants to go back to her normal pre-accident routine. I also believe she is bored. I tried to give her one of those bones to chew on but she will have nothing to do with it even though it is peanut butter flavored.

It's funny to work with her when she is really anxious to go out. You bring out the halter and she will stick her head through the first loop she see's. Then we stand still long enough for me to loop the  strap around her legs. This morning I was trying to tie a knot in the belly sling when she stuck her nose up to it and started rooting. I don't know if she was trying to help or trying to tell me to hurry up. I think may be both.

I am also thinking now that she may be trying to delay pottying when we take her out in order to get to stay outside longer. I would not mind if it was me taking her out. Once this snow and ice clears off it will be me and I will be giving her some nice long outdoor excursions.

I really don't know why I am complaining. Most of the time she has been a very good and very cooperative dog. Even when shes bad she is funny. Usually when she is disobedient  it is done in an intelligent manner. When I do get mad at her she will give me one of those long sad looks of hers and my anger melts.

Dolly does not know the meaning of the word "Git". I have never had to say it to her. If I am doing some kind of work or carrying something she always stays out of my way. Almost always that is. I have stepped on her paw a time or two. I always remember this one cat we had. She was smart for a cat but she always had this thing about being underfoot when you were carrying a heavy bulky item. She'd get in front of you and only move a few inches when you yelled "Git" at her. You'd try moving her with your foot without dropping whatever you were carrying but your foot would never connect with her and you could still not see her. What happened then was you would step on her tail or foot. At the first indication this was going to happen kitty would emit what I call the "Death Shriek". The best thing i can compare it to would be like a Greyhound bus running over a cat's tail. This sound would make even a certified cat hater jump. I imagine it must have been a funny sight to see me jumping around like someone having a seizure and carrying a heavy bulky item without dropping it. This was the same cat who would always go into a state of ecstasy whenever she saw me installing the window air conditioners each summer.

Yes folks even intelligent critters can cause you trouble. All in all I would much rather deal with the problems caused by an intelligent critter.