Foreman: Ah, that is what the doggy door is for!

The wind kicked up this evening making quite a howling sound over the field behind the house.  I let Foreman outside between gusts and he went out to the grass to do his thing.  The wind kicked up and he found himself wanting in but debating on whether his fear of the doggy door was worse than his fear of the wind.  After a short pause and a visual plea through the glass window to come in another way, he darted to the house and came through the doggy door.

From that point on, I can put him outside, he does his thing, and then comes right back in the doggy door without pause.  Tough love works.


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