This morning was raining! It was not a surprise as it was forecast, but Ray does not like rain (and he’s not too thrilled with lawn sprinklers). Given his antics in rivers and lakes, I do not really understand what his problem is, but I don’t need to understand it… just recognize it!
As we went through our predictable early morning routine, we reached the point where I open the back door, and Ray comes trotting out onto the back porch; down a few steps, and wanders around the garden looking for a good pee place, after which he charges back to the house for his breakfast.
This morning when I opened the door, Ray stayed where he was and just looked at me (“You’re kidding right? You want me out there with you? It’s raining!”). I decided to go down into the garden thinking that he would follow me, but no. I tried to encourage him, and reminded him that he must have a full bladder (“Yeh I know it’s full, but I’m younger than you so I can hold it longer. How about some breakfast instead?”).
My last resort would be to attach his leash and coax (?) him out with me. I duly attached his leash to his collar and stepped out onto the back deck. Ray stayed in the open doorway. I just looked at him, and started off down the steps. The leash didn’t even go tight as Ray trotted down by my side, and accompanied me on a tour of the lawn perimeter until he found the “right spot” to relieve himself. When he had finished, I unclipped his leash… and Ray charged back to the house for his breakfast. Things were back to normal!
Why water sprinkling on his back is an issue, I have no idea. Why I did not have to pull him through the door, I have no idea. Perhaps he sensed that he was not going to get any options so may as well cooperate?
He is an interesting character!