I don’t know if they were just peeved after we left them for a long weekend, or maybe it was the slight shift in schedule between us and a young sitter, but the dogs could no longer make it through the night without what we’ll euphemistically call troubles.
I was tired of mopping, the MR was tired of the mess when he got up in the morning. We were in the midst of grumbling and kibbitzing, when he came up with a truly genius idea. Instead of focussing on everything they were doing wrong, he came up with an idea about what we could do to solve the problem.
Just like with people, you have no control over others’ behavior, just your own. So instead of yelling at the dogs, encouraging them to go out in the rain and cold and “do their business”, we’ve taken a leaf out of the apartment dwellers notebook and are taking the dogs for a walk.
We were lucky; the first few nights, the skies were clear, the stars were out, it was brisk and beautiful. Then our regular winter weather returned, and the MR grabbed an umbrella.
Baby Girl called it creepy walking the dogs after dark, but it’s what we did when they were puppies, and now that Little Buddy is almost 13, I’d rather laugh at his antics than discipline him for messes. Me and the MR have been enjoying conversation and laughter on our late night walks.
The MR went online and Amazon delivered a few unbrella stands, so we’ve a new addition to entry, and a small LED flashlight is on its way.
Sometimes life’s a lot better when you focus on solutions instead of the problems. It might also mean a little less mopping.