Now I've Created a Tracking Monster
Oh, I made a big mistake. Normally, I do puppy tracking work in the front yard and potty everybody in the back yard.
Now that we're in our Forever Home, you have to go down a lot of steps to get to the backyard, so Raff is being potty trained on leash out front.
That is where I foolishly chose to serve him his breakfast this morning on a 2'x2' scent pad.
He did great--very focused and calm, never picked up his nose, even when daddy came outside to interrupt.
When he was done, I praised him and hauled him off the track.
The problem? He is thoroughly obsessed with the scent pad. He'll still potty outside, but nothing else exists. He bangs on the front door, not to go potty, but to go back to the scent pad.
Why do I do these things to myself?