Potty Training Class

So mama keeps going on about this thing she calls “housebreaking”.  Apparently, because I occasionally (OK, mostly) choose to take care of my personal business in the nice, warm apartment, I need to be “trained”.  And this isn’t a simple thing to do with a 7-month old slightly stubborn Airedale Terrier puppy in the midst of a cold Pittsburgh winter.  Time to get a little outside help.

Today we went to a puppy party at our local Petsmart.  The nice trainer, Olivia, gave mama some tips on how to make this magic happen.  And she got a free bottle of Nature’s Miracle (which works, apparently, as it made mama very happy).  I got to play with two cute puppies – Hank and Domino.  That was cool.  And I could wander around the training area, which I do enjoy.

Then when we got home, I don’t know what came over me, but I was feeling the inspiration.  I PEED OUTSIDE.  Wrote my name in the snow.  And it was glorious.

At least this one time.

Love,

Otto Fizz