Our Saturday started like any other, up early to get to The Dog Den for puppy playtime. Banjo received his morning meal and I went back to bed to catch a few more ZZZ. I figured he could wait thirty minutes to potty. I was certainly correct in my assessment.
Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head, found my way downstairs ...
It was 8 o'clock before we made it outside for potty and I decided to try the other side of the yard, just to mix things up a bit. He peed on command and I waited for number two. And waited with no success while Banjo longingly eyed his usual spot across the yard. Back into the house/crate until he decided the time was right. Note: His last BM was at 2 pm the previous day.
Fifteen minutes later, we tried again. There were birds tweeting, the neighbors were out, and a dog barked - no relief.
To make a long, seemingly endless story short, we repeated this process until 12:30. Needless to say Banjo missed puppy playtime, the 9 and 10 o'clock sessions. Eventually we won the battle of wills.
Please tell me again why we do this.