So here's the short of it, 
Where's the poop.....

And here's the long

Well, the story goes ---  when Sophie was a puppy and I was house training her, I was pretty sick and weak. And Liga was an amazing help by taking her out when she would come home after work and then getting up in the middle of the night to take her out one more time.  She was actually very easy to train, and had very few accidents.  Big problem - we taught her to poop in the back yard because it was much closer.  Well, this girl is a big dog and she makes big poops!  So this summer when a person would want to walk out in the back yard, it was difficult because it was covered with poop mines.  And Alan (bless his heart) was shoveling it up all the time.  I had to laugh when we had our first hard freeze.  He said he was really glad because frozen poop is much easier to clean up!

Well, yesterday, Alan bought some fencing - and this afternoon, he put it up and blocked off the back yard! Sophie is confused, and the way she's looking at Alan, it's easy to imagine that she's thinking "why are you being so mean to me".  The aim is for her to go up the back yard stairs and over to the back fence to make her poops.  When she gets into the habit of going up to do her business, we'll take down the fence and hope she's made the switch permanent.  I forgot to take a picture before it got dark.  I'll try to get one before dark tomorrow and put it on this post when I make tomorrow night's post.

Night all.....

 As promised - the "fence" picture.  Notice that the garbage can is securing it on the wall side!  So far she's not tried to go under it.