Peckie my 2 year old Pembroke loooooves to be outside. He will come in the house when I hold the door open for him and call his name....EXCEPT....if I am about to go to work for the night and I am in my navy blue scrubs (I'm an ICU RN) and it's 6:30pm. It doesn't matter if I have a t-bone steak in my hand. He slinks away and hides under the butterfly bush. He then rolls on his back and pees when I come to get him. I then have to pick him up like a baby and carry him into the house. Anyone have… Continue