Thursday, July 15, 2010

365 Days, Day 38

“Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear” (Dave Barry)

Toilet training Lily

Right, so we have read up how to do this properly. Take Lily out hourly to her patch of grass where we tell her to Lily-wee. Praise her and stroke her when she does finally do her business and tell her what a good girl she is. Except she ‘needs’ to go out in the pouring rain when I am in my nighty. So I grab a scarf for my head put on my crocs and head out to the patch. She wants to play, sinks her micro-piranha teeth into my leg then dashes off, comes back - bite, dash. No business. I am a drowned rat, see-through nightie, scarf over head and sandals… very sexy (not), lurking about in my back garden. Eventually decide I have had enough. I leave Lilly outside and sneak back to the door. Only to find Lily inside on the mat wagging her tail [read: grinning] at me, looking out at as I try to get in the door [we taught her how to use the cat-flap, now she is a menace]. I shake myself off, remove shoes. Lily does her business on the kitchen floor.

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