Training

This could definitely be a post about MY training and how the weather is affecting it, or the lack of sufficient training thereof, I guess I should say. But this is a post about Chuck the Ginormous Puppy and HIS lack of training and MY absolute and utter frustration at the fact that he thinks its fun to go outside and either sit in the rain wondering what that odd sensation is, or chase leaves around the yard in sub-freezing temps and a biting 40 mph wind...anything but doing the deeds that need to be taken care of outside! No, Chuck would rather play outside, despite any inclement weather and then come inside and pee under the kitchen table and poop on the living room rug. Those are his two favorite places. Nevermind that every single time he does it, he gets the crap beat out of him with a rolled up newspaper and is forced to sit in his crate and think about what moral crime it was that he just committed and how that equates to no treat for awhile.

Despite how I feel about my training, it's definitely going better than Chuck's...