When we got Dakota I promised Dave we'd train her to go "potty" in one certain spot - and I have - even though two weeks into the process Dave switched her potty spot on us. He originally wanted her to go at the far corner of 817's lot but when we realized we'd be tilling up the yard and planting grass and making a big old muddy mess, we thought it best to find a new spot for her.
That's how she got her own secret garden. It's a wonderful space between our old yellow garage and the neighbor's old green garage. Technically it's their space but it was generally unused and upon our asking and promising we'd keep it clean they were gracious and let us (I mean Dakota) use it. 
It's been a hit ever since.
I only wish we'd discovered it before we got Dakota - it would have made a great Secret Garden getaway for our kids... but now I guess it'll have to wait for grandkids... and that's yeeeeaaaaarrrrrsssss down the road.
Such a lovely name for a place for poop. Hmmmm...
ReplyDeleteRummy has his own secret garden behind the playhouse. Isn't it so cool that some dogs are clever enough to be trained in this manner?
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