.... that my little charge is here for 4 months and not 15 years. She is totally way to intelligent for me.
Oh crap. I really want to go to bed not go into the back 3rd of the property to find a little white naughty dog. Back I go. tracking her to make sure she doesn't get into trouble and waiting for an opportunity to call her so she'll come (don't want to keep calling if I know she isn't coming back).
She does her business, runs around a bit and then I see an opportunity and call and right into my arms she comes. So happy. Kisses. Many kisses. I carry her back, give her a cookie and to bed we go.
My husband tries to fix the fence but it is late and I tell him to not worry about it. I'll get it in the morning.
This morning I'm up at 5am because I have conference calls starting at 6am - 12 noon. Rough morning for all of us. I walk out with them (my regular routine) and 4 good shelties go about their business. One very naughty JRT runs DIRECTLY to the dam fence, pops right under and off she goes.
I'm thinking that she stayed up all night thinking about how when I let her out she is going for it. While I innocently thought we'd have a nice potty, breakfast, and a training session before I get on my marathon of calls. Silly me.
Fence is now fixed. I might not be quick, but I eventually get the picture.
Now the question will be raised, "Why isn't she on leash when you take her potty?" I'll admit. It has been due to me being lazy. That little thing is also fixed. Leash is at the ready and this little girl will be on it.