Get in the caah.

I find myself laughing every time I walk the dog. Not because I have a hot dog wiener on a leash, but because I keep yelling at her to go potty and in my head it sounds like I'm from Boston asking her to go party. Go PAAHTTY!! She must agree because she still won't go when we are outside. Waits to come back in the house and poops on the training pad. /sigh can't win em all. At least it's not on the floor :)