Tonight I practiced another tactic as part of the ongoing training of my new Mom. This was a move that my sister Lexi taught me before she passed away. She used to do it all of the time and it worked like a charm for her.
And tonight it worked like a charm for ME, too. Wonderful tactic for my arsenal!
Here's what I did...
I had to go you-know-what outside. So, I made Mom walk out into the middle of a really snowy area until I found the perfect spot. While Mom was picking up the you-know-what (and if you don't know what, I'm talking POOP!), I wandered off a bit to explore.
But who really wants to walk back through that snow and get your paws all cold and frozen? So when the poop was bagged, I employed the "Drama Queen" tactic. I acted like my front leg was broken. Refused to budge...held up my paw...and looked at Mom with big, pathetic eyes. She reached down and rubbed my paw to warm it up. Then I immediately acted like a back leg was broken instead. More rubbing of the paw. Then the other back leg was broken. Finally, I wore her down and she just picked me up and carried me out of the snow.
Tonight's score... Mom: 0, Buttons: 1.
We are Sorta M.I.A.
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