When the window air conditioner came out of the computer room, and before the storm windows went in for the winter, I had a fabulous idea. I’d keep a sack of dog treats just inside the window, and when I saw Buster wandering around in the yard, I’d call him over and give him a little treat. He’d hang out by the window while I was working on the computer, and we’d keep each other company.
Unfortunately, he’s far smarter than I gave him credit for. He now checks the window several times a day to see if I’m sitting at the computer. He barks at the cat sitting inside where it’s warm. He barks at me to give him a treat or let him on to the porch or because it’s Tuesday and he just feels like barking. A lot.
I realized yesterday that ALL of our downstairs windows have nose smears. Apparently he’s been going window to window checking to see what those pesky cats are doing.
I wonder how long it’s going to take to untrain him. Or me. Or both of us.