Either fighting my dog to keep her from pushing past me to get out or trying to reel her back in because she did get past me and now is playing her version of “Keep Away” with me.
She senses how late I am: the later I am, the more obstinate she is about going outside.
@phendrick if she does get out, don’t chase her; that makes it a game. Try pretending to fall and hurt your ankle, then sit there “injured” and wait for her to come investigate.
Doesn’t work with ALL dogs, but most. Certainly worked on my former escape artist.
@lozerette if she gets out untethered, I have to do something quickly, because she has zero “street sense”. She thinks the middle of the street was designed for her to trot down. Nighttime also. And we live in a neighborhood of mostly late teen to early twenties drivers who always drive as if they are late for something also… My usual solution is to open the truck door and offer her “Want to go for a ride?” She loves her rides and that usually gets her in the truck fast and I close the door on her. Downside, I have to keep my promise of the ride so that the tactic works the next time, but I’m already late and getting later.
I am pathologically prompt - to the extreme of often arriving way too early for <whatever> and having to cool my heels at the terminus before proceeding.
It’s a sickness…
@accelerator Same. We’ve got a system where I wait on her when it’s time to leave to go somewhere and she waits for me when it’s time to leave for home.
Bc I had a stroke 11 years ago and something clicked off in my brain and now I can’t be on time to save my life. I was late to my own fathers funeral and I’ll probably be late to my own.
I can find all those things; it’s other stuff I can’t find (even when I just had it an hour ago when I thought about taking it with me.)
I’m late because I can’t find my eyeglasses. I looked all over and found them sitting on top of my head.
Laziness
Either fighting my dog to keep her from pushing past me to get out or trying to reel her back in because she did get past me and now is playing her version of “Keep Away” with me.
She senses how late I am: the later I am, the more obstinate she is about going outside.
@phendrick if she does get out, don’t chase her; that makes it a game. Try pretending to fall and hurt your ankle, then sit there “injured” and wait for her to come investigate.
Doesn’t work with ALL dogs, but most. Certainly worked on my former escape artist.
@lozerette if she gets out untethered, I have to do something quickly, because she has zero “street sense”. She thinks the middle of the street was designed for her to trot down. Nighttime also. And we live in a neighborhood of mostly late teen to early twenties drivers who always drive as if they are late for something also… My usual solution is to open the truck door and offer her “Want to go for a ride?” She loves her rides and that usually gets her in the truck fast and I close the door on her. Downside, I have to keep my promise of the ride so that the tactic works the next time, but I’m already late and getting later.
/showme cats blocking their Human from leaving and hiding the car keys.
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@mediocrebot that is so excellent. And I’m even partial to dogs!
bathroom time
Because I don’t wanna’.
I underestimated how long “just one more minute” would take
I haven’t finished my coffee
I tried to do too many things before leaving.
Because I cannot locate all the cats to get them out of the bedroom.
My wife is doing those things…
I am pathologically prompt - to the extreme of often arriving way too early for <whatever> and having to cool my heels at the terminus before proceeding.
It’s a sickness…
I don’t leave earlier enough to get there on time.
Spousal proclivity.
@accelerator Same. We’ve got a system where I wait on her when it’s time to leave to go somewhere and she waits for me when it’s time to leave for home.
Bc I had a stroke 11 years ago and something clicked off in my brain and now I can’t be on time to save my life. I was late to my own fathers funeral and I’ll probably be late to my own.
@Star2236 Wait. If you’re late but have “control” over that then you’re not dead yet. Right?