I'm here.
Not quite awake.
Our foster dog is refusing to go potty. I'm in charge of retraining him after he was left alone for a period of days/weeks in a basement with food and water, but had to "do his business" where he slept.
So, he's super smart, and he knows that he must go outside, and he gets positive reinforcement (treats) for doing so. I give him ample opportunities to go, so we don't have any confusing accidents.
Here's the thing:
It's minus 40 outside, and he is quite rationally, refusing to "do stuff" out there.
I mean, seriously, would you?
He's going to explode soon.
"Code Brown"
Thank you, Mother Nature!
He was just figuring it all out. Poor little guy!
I'm keeping him in a small area and just going to quietly clean it up when it happens, but he is such a good old dog (age 13), and I know it is killing him.