The Stella Urinary Saga continues. She’s gotten a little better, but still, it’s a struggle to get her to pee. It’s like she needs the right combination of mood lighting and shrubs, and the earth has to be rotating exactly right before she can squat.
But I learned last night that all of this can be ignored if Stella has a pee buddy. After dinner, I took her out. She immediately ran over to a stick, started chewing on it and plopped down in the grass. I crouched down to call her over to me to distract her from the stick and hopefully get her back to business. She came over, squatted right next to me, and started peeing. It was very strange, squatting there with my peeing dog. I stifled a giggle and tried my hardest not to move, so I wouldn’t disturb her ever so sacred pee time. When she was done, I piled on the praise and started to run inside with her. She ran back to sniff at the spot where I had crouched down. Apparently, she thought I’d been peeing in the yard. I hope the neighbors didn’t think so too.