I'm sure there are others of you who will agree with Bette Jo's comment to my previous post. Stepping out on Basil... it is not pretty. But it's just walking - honest. Okay there may be a treat involved... and a chin scratch - but that's all! Honest! I want to be true to my one and only but how much can a woman take? How many eye-rolls and fake-outs until you finally say, Hey, I do love you best, but I have needs. I'm going to walk other dogs. How long people?
This is an minor example of what I deal with every single day, several times a day. This tug-of-war if you will began after Basil indicated quite strongly that he did need to go out. It's first thing in the morning after he ate his breakfast.
Every. Single. Day.