I was cleaning up around the house when Mr. N started acting like he wanted something. He usually stares at you intensely and sometimes makes little whining noises. He had been taken out two hours ago so I figured he wanted another snack and I told him no. He wandered off and I started the dishes.
I finished and looked around for Mr. N. I didn’t see him in any of his usual spots: his bed by the bookshelf, the couch or our bed. I wondered if he was feeling sick and hiding in a corner.
Finally, I spotted him waiting patiently by the front door for me to notice him. He decided the oblivious human needed a more obvious signal. I took him out and gave him a treat for being good. And obvious!
Who says small dogs can’t be housebroken?
*He is housebroken and has been for years. The humans just needed a little help.