Our day didn't start too well. We waited ten minutes before Moby peed and then we went for a run. Quick stop as we entered the park to potty - nothing. Well it must have been two minutes later that he pooped. I am guessing because I didn't see it until the way home. He didn't stop; he just dropped poop for thirty yards. I knew it was his because he needed a bath when we got home.
We tried the food dispensing toy again today. Moby just doesn't understand the concept. He always wants to carry it or chew it.
The day included trips to the grocery, bank, post office, and another grocer. Moby met many new people and received pets and praise from young and old. Crossing paths with the same children, as we traversed the aisles, resulted in repeated outbursts and pats on the head.
Before the walk and on the way to the park Moby refused to potty. He pulled the same stunt as the morning with the exception that Lisa was more observant and was able to accommodate our house guest's wishes. At the park he met the newest pack member, a four month old puppy that kept attacking him and Buddy. Moby became a little agitated, deservedly so, but behaved well.
Lisa decided that another bath was in order tonight. He loved the water and walked right into the tub.
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