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…and the dog comes in. The dog goes out, and then comes back in. The dog really appears to need to go outside, and then turns right around to come back in without doing any business. Repeat x3782.

What is up with that, Dog?

Why can’t you make up your mind?

Is this some sort of new game we are playing?

If so, I don’t think I like it very much. Games are when we are both having fun. Games are when we throw the Frisbee, or fight over your rope toys. Games are not incessantly scratching at the door and turning circles on the patio.