Lately, Madison has been changing up how she goes to the bathroom. I know, most people don't want to know this stuff, but I'm a dog mommy. It's what we notice. Normally, she goes out, does her thing and it's not a big deal. Of late, it has been quite an ordeal.
While on our walks, Maddy will take a good 3-5 minutes to choose where she feels will be most appropriate for her to relieve herself. She will settle on one lawn and suddenly change her mind. She will pace back and forth, sniffing and searching, only to decide she would much rather go somewhere else. There are two or three other attempts before she will finally decide "This is the place for me".
I am finding it very frustrating. Not only does this ritual take moments out of my precious, busy schedule (of napping, watching TV and reading trashy romance novels) but it's embarrassing to be following this dog who can't seem to figure out how to take a poop. I am hoping this is just a phase. I would hate it if the walks for the next 10 years of my life are filled with Madison trying to decide where to place her poop as though it was a work of art and not just something disgusting that I'm going to have to pick up anyway.
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