Every once in a while, Bud still has an accident in the house. Although I’m not completely convinced it’s an accident, mostly because it’s alway in the bathroom.
We’ve never caught him in the act. Another reason I think he may be outsmarting us.
Just a few minutes ago, as I was waiting for the tea water to boil, I saw Bud wander into the bathroom. It’s been cold and nasty all afternoon. Hail and sleet cover the ground, not Bud’s favorite weather conditions. When I looked in on Bud in the bathroom, he immediately ran out.
But then he went back in again, and this time I was more sneaky. I peeked around the door jamb and watched him circle around. As soon as he started to squat, I gave him the dreaded “eah-eah-eah” that I learned from Red’s rescuer and Fate’s breeder, Karen Thompson.
Bud stopped in mid squat. “Come on Bud, let’s go out,” I said like it was the most fun we could ever possibly have. He ran out the back door and I watched as he circled. The moment he pooped, I yelled out gleefully, “Good get busy, good get busy!”.
I continued to praise him as he ran back into the warm house.
I’ve been listening to Jon talk about training dogs for a long time. And I have to say, according to what I’ve heard him say, this was perfect textbook training.
Now we’ll have to see if Bud learned anything from this single incident of perfect training. And what exactly he did learn. Either not to poop in the house or not to get caught.