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Originally Posted by Bnot  She will ring the bell, 5 minutes after she comes in. She seems to love outside, more than inside. |
Reagan doesn't use a bell she just scratches on the door, she never quite got the hang of a bell. Anyway she used to do this too, asked to go out constantly to play. She would ask to go out to potty too, but more often than not it was just to play. What you could try is when she rings the bell take her out on a leash to go potty. Don't let her play around, after however long, with Reagan she goes very fast on command so 5 minutes would be more than enough for us, bring her back in whether she has gone or not. Then in addition to that pick a couple times (or how many times you are willing to let her) to go outside to play. I would try to keep those times consistent for a while. Like everday at 11 and 3 or whatever for however long works for you. This way maybe she'll learn that the bell is only for potty and that you are still going to let her have outside time.
As far as the pooping on the floor. This is what we had the hardest time with on Reagan. She got peeing but popping just didn't click. For the most part she was going outside but like every couple days she would go inside. Then one day it just clicked. The only times that she would go inside was when it was completely and utterly our fault. A couple nights ago my husband and I were at the computer and she came up and scratched at me a couple of times. Well the computer is in the guest bedroom beside the guest bed and she usually does this to get up on the bed and lay down while I'm in here. So anyway that night I didn't want her up there and ignored her well she actually needed out and was coming to tell us and ended up going poop right beside my husband and I. Completely our fault. This was the first time that she had gone inside in oh well probably since Christmas at least.
Don't get discouraged I promise it will happen. One day the accidents will get further and further apart and finally one day you won't really be able to remember when was the last time. Although I will say it's usually about the time that you finally allow yourself to brag on her a bit that she has another accident, or at least this is the way it always was with Reagan. I'd tell my husband Reagan hasn't gone inside in I can't remember when then lo and behold two days later I get a surprise. Just keep trying, I really did feel like you as far as the pooping went, and just one day it happened for us. She'll get it.