Yesterday evening I took Tally out in the backyard on lead, as I do every evening around 9:00pm, to allow her to eliminate one last time before I retire for the night. If I didn’t have her on lead, she’d lollygag forever.
She eliminated and then dragged me over to the gate leading out of the yard. After a few moments she looked at me with a look that said “Hey, chop-chop! I don’t have all night, you know. Let’s get this walk on the road.” A mixture of impatience and insistence.
We walked for five blocks—quite a long distance for her. She wanted more but I didn’t particularly relish the idea of carrying her home.