“Wow, little dude. Excellent timing.”

One adjective almost never used around here in any sentence involving the words weather and timing is “excellent.” But Torso Boy and I got up at quarter to four this morning to go out and pee. It was overcast and not at all cold; we did our business, he got his biscuit and we both had no sooner gotten back under the blankets when rain started hitting the metal roof. In another minute a lot of rain was hitting the roof.

So no matter what else goes wrong today, at least that happened. Laddie’s legs are too short for the indoor plumbing to ever be of much use to him.

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9 Responses to “Wow, little dude. Excellent timing.”

  1. terrapod says:

    Hmm, that last sentence is a headscratcher. Do you allude to LB being able to “use” indoor plumbing to do the morning dump where TB cannot, or just to drink from it? Stay dry amigo.

  2. Mark Matis says:

    Oh ye of little faith:

    I doubt that Laddie’s legs are shorter than that…

  3. Joel says:

    Ok, yeah, I could have used one of those if Laddie were a puppy. At his age I doubt he’s that adaptable.

  4. Mark Matis says:

    Even with someone holding a treat at the top when he needs to whiz?

  5. Joel says:

    It took him a month to get consistent with “go down the stairs, pee on that juniper, and come straight back here for a treat” first thing in the morning with me right there on the other end of the leash. We finally agree to that enough that he doesn’t need the leash or me right there peeing next to him. I can only imagine him rebelling at anything so counterintuitive as a toilet.

  6. free.and.true says:

    I don’t know why, Joel, but something in this post got me picturing the two of you standing companionably side-by-side on your new porch, peeing over the edge. Two dudes chillin’ together. ;~)

  7. Ben says:

    Don’t know how old you are free.and.true, and I don’t know if Joel has disclosed his age, but at my age peeing over any edge becomes increasingly improbable, unless one stands dangerously close to said edge. And even then… 😉

  8. Joel says:

    Except for the part about actually peeing off the porch we did that for the first few weeks, first thing in the morning. I’d take him into the juniper grove beside the porch to pee and he’d just stand there as if wondering why. So I unzipped and showed him bloody why. Finally we got to the point where we go out together but I can stand on the porch and shine a light on the grove, and he knows what to do.

    I can’t just open the door and send him out like I could with Ghost – Laddie will wander off after something that catches his attention, and get eaten. Once outdoors he has no more sense than Zoe had.

To the stake with the heretic!