|Bette goes for a walk|
It's not just the toilet habits that have me pulling my hair out. Bette refuses to walk on a leash. When we walk out the front door all is fine. She struts down the front porch and out the gate, then stops. I've tried coaxing her, tapping her ass lightly with a stick to get her going, and dragging her along behind me. Nothing, she refuses to go along with the program. So when it's time for her "walk" I have to pick her up and carry down to her favorite poopy/pee place, and then when she is done pick her up and carry her back home. One of the neighbors suggested strapping her to a skate board. That might work, or I could just give up, buy better paper towels, and let her turn the sun room into a permanent toilet.