I used to mind a friends little guy who hated rain and I would refer to my garden as the jungle because it was bigger than
he was used to.
Little guy could hang on and stand back under eaves when it was raining, while I was giving the command to do wee wees
before we went to bed.
Eventually he darted out for a quickie and be at the door in a flash.
He used to get a treat and would then race me to bed.
I'd drink a full glass of water before bed to make sure I got up in the night to let him out for another. Little beggar would
not use the doggie door unless you held it open. LOL
He wasn't mine - or he would have used it or starved. LOL
My lawn is a fine cooch which many don't like because it browns off in winter with little growth and then takes off in spring.
The new Sir Walter is also popular with some down here but buffalo is just not the go in Melbourne.
