Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Mom and Dad made it very clear that I shouldn't use the wood floors as a place to relieve myself.

They decided that I should learn how to let them know I need to go outside. Since humans are subspecies that don't understand my language (seriously, it's not that complicated), I agreed that the bell training would commence.

Mom attached a set of Celtic Bells to our front door. Whenever it was time for me to go out, Dad would place a little treat on top of the bells. I would hit the bells with my nose to knock off the treat. As soon as I rang the bell, Mom and Dad would hurry up and open the door, get me outside and then give me another little treat.

I began to connect the treats, bells, ringing noise, and going outside. It took me a little while but I finally got the hang of it.

Now, whenever I need to potty, I go to the front door and ring the bell.

I also ring the bell whenever I see my puppy friends playing in the yard across from our house.

I also ring the bell whenever Dad finally gets to sit down on the couch after a "long day at work".

I also ring the bell for no reason whatsoever; because it's funny to listen to Mom and Dad "bargain" with each other as they decide who is going to bring me outside.

Here's some footage of me ringing the bell to go outside: