She ran to the back door, jumped all over it like she was desperate to get out. I let her out. She immediately turned around and jumped on the door to get back in.
Several minutes later we went through the same routine.
Since I was talking on the phone as this went on I have to confess I wasn't really getting it.
I think we did it again. I looked at her after letting her in and she looked at me. I'm SURE this was what she was thinking.
"I can't believe how stupid you are. Three times I have gone out just to turn around and come back in and you STILL think I'm saying I want to go out in the backyard?? No. I do not want to just go out in the back yard. I want to go out the door WITH YOU AND WITH MY LEASH ATTACHED TO ME!! For heaven's sakes, I haven't had a walk in three days!! I'm a dog! Why don't you get it??!!"
Lucky, I get it. Let's go. I'll get the leash.
(P.S. I took her for a 45 minute walk. She's happy. It's summertime, for heaven's sakes. There's no excuse.)