Perception of Deception - Proof's in the Pudding

.
Is it me, or is this whole world insane? Now even my dog is lying to me!

So, we have this 8-year old, 5 1/2 pound, Tea Cup Poodle that my spouse rescued from from the pound a few years ago. A pretty pathetic thing with bad hips, bad breath, and only 4 of her 32 teeth left and those that are left hang outside her mouth like a crocodile's. She loves to be pampered, carried, cuddled, and fed (especially treats).

Seems her hips are out of whack and her rear knees and back are really stiff. So stiff in fact that she hunches her back and walks slowly in a tight (always counter clockwise) circle as she takes a dump. I really don't know why, but I guess it helps her bowels move. Anyway, unlike our other more domesticated little dog, she can't remain on the potty pads long enough while she is walking, to drop her load. So we constantly have to take her outside where she has more space. And when it is rainy, like it often is here, she doesn't like to poop outside.

Now, to get her to go outside to poop we have trained (bribed) her by rewarding her with a treat if she pulls it off correctly, and finally she has caught on. And when she needs to do her thing, she will go to the door and bark, then do a counter clockwise Kung-Fu spin for us just before we open the door. And sometimes, she will do the spin after her good deed.

So get this! Yesterday, my spouse took her out first thing in the morning where she did her deed properly and, I presume was justly rewarded. Several hours later she went to the door and barked, did her Kung-Fu spin, and I followed her outside. Immediately, she ran to her previously dropped turd (which my wife apparently failed to properly care for), sniffed it and did a Kung-Fu spin around it. She was obviously telling me that she had done a qualifying poop.

So, unless my spouse forgot to pay her off when she dropped that load, my most faithful dog had deceived me! Proof being that these entitlement programs we have all over don't build good character.

Yes, the proof is in the poop. Uh, I mean pudding!
.