Rain and Potty Don't Mix

Ugh, I know I need to love the rain, but during the last week of constant rain, I'm completely re potty training one of my dogs. Yep, you guessed it, Daisy.

Daisy has decided that she hates getting her feet wet. If it's even just morning dew on the ground, she puts one foot on it, then backs up on the concrete and runs to the back door. If it's raining she doesn't even make it far enough out to attempt to put her foot down. Instead she plasters herself against the back door, begging to come back in. I am now completely retraining her, which is just lovely.

Even in the pouring rain, I need to walk outside with her and say 'Daisy, go potty' about five times. Of course she looks at me as if I'm severely beating her. I mean what kind of horrible mommy would make a dog stand outside in the middle of the pouring rain when there's a perfectly dry dining room that she can go in?

I'm the evil mommy. I've also resorted to the old treats and rewards when she does go. Is it completely sad that my two five month old babies are far more potty trained than my four year old dog?

I'm telling you, God was playing a really mean joke on me when he put Daisy in my path. I love her, but there's not a day that goes by when Daisy doesn't try my patience.