I think I've mentioned that I got a dog last summer, and being a animal control misfit on death row she has turned out to be a good addition to the family. Now when I got my dog I had no idea if she was house broken, so I was kinda relieved that she seemed to at least be sort of housebroken, in the fact that she'd go when I let her out. Of course there were a few accidents in the the first few weeks I had her but that quickly ran it's course.
Now because I am constantly being proactive about the dog not getting in the habit of shitting or pissing in the house I let her out at a minimum 10 times a day. And I know this may seem weird but I know when that dog is sitting by the door wanting out even if I'm in another room, it's sort of doggie, owner ESP....well it might have to do with the fact that she constantly follows me around the house so if she's not under foot she's probably sitting next to the door wanting out.
So one night I'm in living room and I hear the dog whining at the door, usually she doesn't whine to go bout but I figured hell she must really have to go, so I get up and open the door only for her to just sit there and stare at me. What the fuck? do you want out or not?
So I go back to my business, get my ass all comfortable on the couch only to hear that damn dog at the door again....get my ass up again and open the door, still she doesn't budge just sits there looking at me with those big brown eyes thinking "why the hell can't you figure out what I want bitch"
At this point I'm getting pissed off, and go sit back down only to be drug back to the door because now she's scratching at the floor.........only this time I check her food and water, maybe she's thirsty....nope, filled to the brim, open the door....nope don't need to go out......so I stand there and just stare at her. What do you want dog??????????
Then I thought, maybe she wants a treat, so I grab a milk-bone and tell her to piss off and leave me alone.......But no sooner than a half hour later that little shit was up to the same thing.......go to the door, whine, refuse to go out....and stare at the container with the dog treats until I give her one. My dog is seriously trying to manipulate me for milk-bones. Just when I thought she was this sweet innocent little creature she played me! Ugh ! What the hell is my life coming to when my dog can con me out of doggie treats! I digress