We love our dogs to pieces, but we tell them quite often that they are the worst dogs ever. Like when they bark at someone riding their bike in front of our home and wake up Collin. Or when we wake up in the morning to find that they have snuck up onto our bed in the middle of the night. Or when Bruno barks at squirrels when I let him out to do his business at 6am.
Tonight Fergie received that label. Cas had them in the front yard while he grilled on the driveway, and when I went outside to check on the progress of our dinner, noticed a foul stain across Fergie's neck and back - she had rolled in poop! Why do dogs do this and how can we train them against this disgusting act?
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